DREM (DURING RAPID EYE MOVEMENT)
The ideas that role around my sleep are…
Fictitious in nature. Vapor of the salty and
Quench-less that is reality. My pink matter…
Trolls me knowing I want what is, though artistry,
Really a chimera. Somewhere between life and
Simulation lies my resolution; 4K platters of
Mixed memories centrifuged then fused,
Perfused into the best moments of life,
Large dose VS the small drips of the more
Beautifully grotesque constructs;
The building materials? Remorse and
The forgotten can be never lost, happiness
Seldom stays. Yet this gorgeous dream,
This seductive mirage of thoughts somehow…
Relives “me” through my loss and helps me
In my future.
I find solace in myself amidst the war outside… My troubles are close and my dreams await in peace outside of my grasp…
Solitude and confinement eases the mind and tempts the heart
Jovial accords instill ignorance to my reality
Live in the moment or die in the abyss, two halves of a circle twisted
Infinity now, live in the abyss and die in the moment
That’s more like it, that’s more like it, now it makes sense
The moment passes me still
So fast, so fast. The stagnant I,
Stays grounded in transition,
The crossroads where a choice is present
Is unappealing. The want near naught
The will close to will not.
Yet! I complain. Motivate! I scream
Mentally; that drains me. Ah well
Ah well. These are periods of rest,
Recuperative thought, my next move,
Always the biggest, my last move
Always the step. Up the ladder I go,
I deserve a memorable rest.
A region in which reason exists
A place for space to be comprehended
The zone they thought was the omega
Why neglect the one thing yet truly explored
Physical state is something of marvel
The only organ that has a mental side
The only thing keeping you from absence
Why not sojourn me, once you understand
Wisdom brings you to the world you seek
Traverse the incline where it exists
I am a depth of empty thoughts
Not because of self induced void
But because of the mountain of neglect.
Imagine this, absent spherical illuminescence.
The night filled with stars but, none to look up to.
Your nights sub par.
So, what do you, with the ruler of the night gone?
The who quietly reigns in partiality.
The one that when fully visible in the publics eye,
they wish there was no sun.
At that moment, they want me to stay a little longer…
Just an extended stay, before the bright ray…
Peaks over the horizon to stay.
A footstep forward, ever closer to home
I know where I must go but, should I make it
Could I do it, my heart says no. I made this journey
But, it isn’t an adventure. There is no purpose,
There is no thrill, there is me seeking will.
Me trying to find, the power to fly, back to my
Abode, where I dwell in solace and in company.
That will and power I find a long the way will be
Worth it. Yes! It certainly will. Until then, I must walk,
Traverse the cities and towns, tread the mountains and hills
Sail the seas and oceans, navigate through my mind.
I wander till I stumble upon my home, where I can feel sane with myself alone.
There is a time in ones life where you have to wonder
What am I suppose to do, this why must I ponder
Is it not just enough to live, and do what is most pleasing
That splendor of life is very much teasing.
The barriers of life, society, a singular force
Yet, a plural being transcending multiple planes,
Aims to block me from my heart and minds desires, of course.
Yes! Life is one giant game. Learn to play, land on broadway.
Ignore the rules land on broadway.
Understand the rules. Own broadway.
This is what we have been taught. But you not many understand.
Some choose to still stay in the stands.
Some choose to go with the flow, those coarse sands too are fluid.
Some rather go against the grain until, their life becomes lucid.
Against all odds, all 3 paths choose to struggle.
Forever progression to a path of comfort, though some may never find
Or even taste that thing in the world that to them binds.