The Sophist

2019-07-30 12:33 pm

2020 points of data
Dad's a little worried 'bout it
Swimming in a pool of mana
Shrouded in chaotic mantle

Cross legged on the basement floor
Flooding with the magic sauce
New shadows like a candy store
They dance outside and wait for us

Anyway, he sits with mama
Dreaming of a mind controller
Come bridges of analysis
Enslave me in a freer wonder

Let me see the world pro rata
Let them not be worried 'bout it
Long books they wrote in spite of me
Excerpting my whole destiny