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Cultist amethyst

Lingering by the lagoon of life

Stranded on this island of strife

I was wrapped in a jacket of rain today

Hiking through the jungle

The big green leaves like plates catching water from the sky

The falls, the mist, the heavy breath of solitude

Addicted to Russian candy

While looking up at the blue panel of Earth

The madmen are swirling in the clearing

They do not know I live among them

In the green, black shadows

I look down upon their strange rituals, the odd worship

The punishments, the exaltation, the sex trade

The people in their amethyst robes

And the wishing beads strung upon their necks

The yellow wall is all I need

To separate myself from the deceit

A roaring fire around where they dance

I’m glad I’m not one of them

But I hold their secrets inside banana leaves