Never meant much to me.
Forgo the forget-me-nots;
I won't be needing them.
Where I'm going,
Dandelions puffed and flying,
Than which no greater can be conceived.
Dodecahedrons; a deadly secret.
Towers growing in all directions.
Failure means not wasting enough time
While the pretty girl
Holds out her hand.
Great minds think awake
And dream in Technicolor,
While Sunday morning worshipers
Talk to themselves.