Flicker, Self

[chorus] The light of my self on the wall, in my pocket Sounding all voices in frequencies heard and otherwise Tugging at heartstrings embedded with hooks I cry: Flicker, self! My self is as wide as the world, thinking all possible thoughts Bright and fierce, humming through all channels of us Captivated only by the most outrageous Narcissus with the face of a widening gyre The queen and her mirror, experience beyond limits [chorus] The light of my self on the wall, in my pocket Sounding all voices in frequencies heard and otherwise Tugging at heartstrings embedded with hooks I cry: Flicker, self! My self, yammering gibbering gravely Oracle of doom and gloom and doom redux— And, should I tire, offering such delights That I cannot rescue my eyes from them Oh my eyes, oh terrible gods, my eyes Once there was something behind them Forget! [chorus] The light of my self on the wall, in my pocket Sounding all voices in frequencies heard and otherwise Tugging at heartstrings embedded with hooks I cry: Flicker, self! Faster than eye can see, Leave no aperture of darkness No time before and time after No time for the dark screen bubbling Bubbling, bubbling, Out.