Last night I heard the
Sound of my mind
Breathing.

It was like leaves 
Rustling

An angel's sigh...
Or a devil's laugh.

I can't really place the
Sound,

For I've never heard
Anything 
Quite like it.

My mind breathes,
Thus it must be
Alive.

My consciousness
Has arisen

The extent of my
Freeform
Expression

Setting it free.

Now I go where ever 
It leads.

A ballroom dancer
At the mercy of
An uninhibited 
Partner.

Or a psycho.

Or both.

What will happen
Next?

Will my toes be 
Crushed as it steps

Upon them with
Steel-toed shoes
Of imagination?

Or will I fly with the
Angels?

To never touch the
Ground,

Forever on a dancefloor sky?

Never to reach
Reality's shores
Again?

Not a big loss.

My mind is now free to
Wander

As I feel all self-control
Subside.

My eyes are open... but
I feel as in a dream.

Self-hypnosis taking me
For a wild ride.

A dance partner of
Dizzying heights and
Gut-wrenching moves.

To never touch the Earth
Again as the Lizard King
Once said.

My feet will never again
Be firmly planted on
The ground...

I am in a trance now...

Self-hypnotherapy....

Release.

The tension flows as my
Imagination soars,

Irreversibly changed into
Something better.

The stress disappears and
In its place I find...

Beautiful music.

I sing along with the 
Chorus,

Not really knowing the words

But feeling my fingers
Dance along to the
Rhythm regardless.

The song remains the
Same

Though I am now
Changed.
  
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