Lay down and close your eyes,

Above the earth and gravity below

I float somewhere beyond.

 

You're painting a picture in your mind

Neither here, nor there -

You belong to a space,

Unrelated to this world.

Out of reach, the stars still enrapture

The Black Dahlia has made its home,

Within your mind - and a cautious gentleness.

 

The Black Dahlia is neither here - nor is it there - 

It's not a flower, but a poisonous touch - 

In which you had picked up without knowledge.

 

You had brought home a ghost,

Harbouring an open-minded creativity.

The Black Dahlia is drawn,

To the flame you possess.

 

Within this somewhere I've named beyond -

I see it all, the stars see it all -

The Black Dahlia made its home.