In

[Mark A Becker]

In
Mind limber, ready, whole body,
raining on the Black Lodge,
same feeling as rain on roof,
imagination sated and flowing on red, and ziggly lines,
the creation comes like sleep,
brain-rinsing, baptized with dream,
dark lines down a page,

Hey rowens, this is my favorite section, especially the part I bolded

I guess Oannes is next- teacher of wisdom, merman?