The Spectacular Free-Fall

but those are the things
of dreams and fairytales

all I believe anymore is that
 you came back
just to watch me wake up

Unconsciously

I've built a dream
 so elaborate that
it speaks to me
 and I believe
it's real

Colors are blended
Until all definition
Ceases, leaving me

Blind, I crawl forward
I think so I do not know
Zen is too near death

My body desires the chaos
That my soul longs to shed
Keep me together

Nothing is Everything

I think I see you there
And it seems so clear
You see me


Though, most times
I can be seen, right through

If you're really looking

but, everything

anew

moving forward, reaching out to touch
suddenly caught in the fog, the veil tears
and waking I wonder what I see
left with this
still enough to be in awe of a light that won't fade
I stretch, there is no breaking point