Shape Shifting

I mentioned paradigm shifting once
could have been when I was wounded
not the blood kind
the spirit spillage kind
well am a day walker now
a night sun blood man
the myth boy shape shifting
with indigo eyes cataclysmic
I saw a film wolf once
on a LA night scape
I stole that dream
I ate that time
became haunted
becoming the hunter of Castaneda
I will split into the myriad
invisibles of my meaning
then reality breaks a sweat
not seen since Maya