Trouble sleeping on interesting sheets

Laden, a shade
steps along a scaffold.
He looks over
the edge and below
orange energy
pulsates. He observes,
                             -if I dip
my face into this broth
viscous from adren-
aline shivers, I may
                            bloom
and petals curl
around unused
thoughts and brush
                            off
the dust, and laughter
rise, as if skin knows
pleasure; I need only
                             swim
and let orange swells
engulf second-thoughts
                             and feel
electric curls
where a cry is a slide
to a hiccup
and bliss wells
                             over-
he turns the corner
and lays in shadow,
for there were no thoughts
there, he saw no thoughts.