Saturday, November 29, 2008

I sit, surrounded now

Belly of a thougt

I sit in the Belly of a thought the smell is rancid and cool.

The Dark veil of sleep begins to envelope me.

The sound of water lapping up and down rocks me slowly to a state of completeness.

Absence of Light

I sit in the absence of light in a state between dreams and thoughts of a new day.

As the water warm and clean breaks off chunks of dirt and sleep;

a pool of anxieties form around me.

Carina

I sit across from earthy tones of a golden brown.

A spark of light breaks through the forest of silken strands of bark.

I stare into a thousand streams of possibilities.

It is dark outside but warm within.

Adam

I sit with a ball of happiness swimming in my lap.

The smell is sweet and new.

Ray's of light reflect off a pool of greens and shades of blue.

I am surrounded now.

Drones

Low drones of machines keep my lonely brain at bay.

Lines created by the road give my eyes a sullen dream to follow and read.

The stale air inside my cabin disguise the passage of time and day.

As the sun slowly kisses the earth, gentle reminders of cities past help my lungs to breath.

Exhale now, good. Exhale the exhaust of salivating specters tracking my every mistake.

Maybe if I can go fast enough and far enough they just might leave.

Breath now they've fallen behind me now; or at least as far as I can see.

Maybe if I can go fast enough and far enough they might just leave.