Dream to me, become a part of this leather bound craft, this
Reality; forget all else, the world that corrupted this mind.
Entangle yourself in my web of sinewy hope
And pray that you pass this way again, threw my hoop,
Mirror yourself in the mesh of feathers and shiny beads.
Come into your dreamt up virtuosity, see the sights, then leave.
Associate yourself with the trinkets offered in remorse of
Those nightmares that pass through my whorl. My web
Can tangle them, help them lose their way; quell them.
Have no fear of what you don't understand, appreciate this
Effervescent art work sewn together by nimble fingers for
Rigid are the strength of mind of an anger-fueled nightmare.