Rapture Calling ~ with Antanya St. John

Bubblegum oblivion, counting sheep to stay alert

Tripping on these sensational arts a welcome fate

The pins and needles hold me in a universal state

Lightning bolt aware, senses flare, blank face inert

Push forward insistently, I’m quickening the pace

Minds learn, hearts yearn, tumescent in the heat

Nerves burn, emotions turn, I sense the inner beat

Restlessness won’t release, clouded chaotic space

Rocking back and forth on a knee-skinned rock bed

Outpacing my intensity as if it were death pose slow

I...