Man Wakes Up

A man wakes up
When he opens his eyes
He doesn't recognize a thing
A man wakes up
Colors hurt his eyes
Voices that surround him like knives
Too hard too close
Too shiny gets up in his face.

He gets up and he walks around
His limbs make an unfamiliar rhythm
He turns into words
The words into architecture
Buildings that grin at him like giant clowns.

He opens his mouth to speak but nothing comes out
Only colors that fall to the ground
Broken bottles that crack beneath his feet
Snap like frozen chocolate
Tastes as sweet through soles of shoes.

A man wakes up
A man wakes up
He turns into a beach
Thin and white and gold
The waves he rode in
Drive him back into the dunes
Whose heads adorned with grasses sway
In a gentle salty breeze all day.

A man wakes up
Feels himself through turned inside out
A man wakes up
Every waking turns he hers
A man wakes up
The colors in the sound to relate this
A man wakes up
The waves turn into field into crash
Too hard too close too shining
Hard and soft
Soft is hard
Sweet the sound
Sound the hot beach wine
Jog alone in a cracked window
Prepare turned into peace
Overhead power lines
A man wakes up
Shines
A man wakes up
Shines
A man wakes up
Shines
A man wakes up
Shines
A man wakes up
Shines
A man wakes up
Shines.