Why Can't I Dream Video (MV)

My woke trances still my eyes
Make dumb my fluid thoughts
Arrested in liquid
A floating orb in black water
A flicker of azul
And numbing like cold
That is warm and blanketless
But all around me
Might I peel them open
But the weight is light and pressing
And there's mud
It's sediment that mushes high-in-bio-nutrient-muddy-in-my-toes
Suspended
All legs and heads floating
Water is air
So I breathe in deep gulps and become my fish

I am afraid of the black, still open-shut open-shut of the abyss
I don't have to turn for bedsores
But I understand nothing
Nothing chases me
And I can't recall the faces
I am standing in jelly-muck child-hood-river-bed-made-of-fish-shit-and-dead-leaves
In still water
It slides around my ankles sucking through my toes oozes the richness
My feet clap out to walk
Is there a rock at the bottom of the ocean
Is there sky
Is there an answer there
Does the behemoth swim the deep and make a sound if there's no human there to hear it
Eardrums on vacation

Still yourselves with science
Still yourselves
Still yourselves with science
The ocean thinks it's sleeping
Still yourselves
Still yourselves with science
The immediacy is in the people who are the earth and planets