I am
vacant, some being fills my space in spacetime
Technically, I am here. But really
I am not. I am, an observer.
I am absent from the trivialities of human existence
A mere watcher of the suffering and…
I’ll walk the walk.
I’ll talk the talk.
I’am who I’am.
And that’s not all…
If I can sense your smell…
I’ll fly like a bat out of hell.
I’ll come crash…
Communications not working,
Points of view not the same,
My darling, my sweet,
The one I will maim.
Communications not working,
Points of view not the same,
My darling, my sweet,
The one I will maim.
Communications not working,
Points of view not the same,
My darling, my sweet,
The one I will maim.
Why thou art
Obsequious? There is
Need for
Thy spirit to
Rise. To be
Contrary. ToFor
Nary thou art
Already full
Measure
Subservient to the
Realm of
Governance …
but was nonplussed by
Sentimentality. So with
Relief in tow he
Set aside his
Task to
Return back to
…well nothing
Really….
Perhaps I’m just being
Paranoid…
It was that forbidden night
When all was eerie quiet,
Bright spotless moonlight
When we first tried it
We ran away fast
We ran away hard
We ran away, thrilling
To another foreign world,
A different woken-up…
Can’t you see I’m sorry,
Won’t you please take me back,
To your arms?
If I cried another tear for you,
Would I be wasting my tears?
If I went through more pain for you,
Would I be killing myself for nothi…
You can’t stop your rotation
But in the stillness I see all the possibilities
I am swirled in the quiet fascination
Bend soft magical hues
over canvas pristine
let rise to the heavens
wondrous sound that is seen
“I move with the stars, the planets, the heavens,
and realize I am part of the magic, look
in the mirror, at the night sky, reflected in my eyes.”