It’s been like walking through the forest
To meet the creatures of the Green
Inside the bud there was a goddess
The clouded inofficial queen
I talked to her the common language
Don’t know another way around
Her voice was fleeting, not consenting
A spinning multifocal sound
At least we shared a little of the way
A dance of words, a miniature, a play
The Green it poured from all around us
Like immaterial kind of stuff
The Green so green to satisfy us
The Green is far more than enough
The queen she disappeared with laughter
The further away the weirder it did get
Don’t think of happy ever after
Get real about monarchal dread
So I went on without protection
Peripheral contours in the gloom
Sometimes a giggling or a flashing
Evaporating funny kind of fume
The Green it poured from all around us
Like immaterial kind of stuff
The Green so green to satisfy us
The Green is far more than enough
Returning to the light of day
The sum of all these colors white
The Green remained in memory
A custom fully tinted sight
The Green remained in memory
A visual universal rite