WHAT THE SELF WANTS FOR ITSELF THE MYSTERY IN THE OBVIOUS
OUTSIDE THE CRAFT WINDOW GHOST OBSERVES THE SAND AND WATER
LANDSCAPE COMPRESSES INTO DIFFERENT THINGS REAL AND NONSENSE
YES, YOUR MEMORIES ARE FAKE AT BEST BACKWARD APE
ALL THE MONEY AND TWINKLES YOU STOLE FROM FAINT SIGNALS
SPORTY CAR AND CASTLE QUARTERS A FULL FACING OF SUFFERING
WHAT THE SELF WANTS FOR ITSELF THE MYSTERY IN THE OBVIOUS
Posted on January 20, 2013, in Uncategorized and tagged ABDUCTION, creative writing, FREE VERSE POETRY, POEM, POETRY, RANDOM, SURREAL POETRY, UFO, WRITING. Bookmark the permalink. 2 Comments.
This is one of my favorites by you. Reminds me of Yeats’ questioning–when you get your heart’s desire, what then?
thanks so much for the kind words !!!