flying in and out of myself
where I see things,
go places,
like into the future,
and back to the past,
beyond ordinary borders,
where people play with each other,
for kicks.
Life is not a joke
It's so much more than that,
It’s serious
for me, most of the time
and when it gets to be too much
when my heart feels heavy,
when it burns in my pituitary,
and I choke, I remove
my cloak,
and fly
in and out of myself,
to the place where time stands still
over the borderline,
to give myself another chance,
to give myself another chance,
in my long song ~
and dance.
and dance.
ldn
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