magic time found a way through
my portals of space
it is shiny inside my pleasant caves
nothing to worry about in here
all is quiet and calm now
let it go no matter what they say
or how they may think
because it’s all in your head
red sunset casting silhouettes
upon the trees
i miss the tree that once grew with me
we were friends and companions
but that time is gone
so i must be moving on
feel that yearning to fix the gutters
of my mind
wishing to be driving
on the mother road
If Only…
i could accept the changes of my life
I was a little boy again riding my bike through the woods
there was more time to fix the broken heart
the trauma and stress went away
I could sleep longer
i could meet up again with old friends
i could handle the suffering
i wouldn’t become unglued so easily
I could embrace mental illness with open arms
the explosions were less severe
I was stronger
the summer never ended
the Fall could last forever
Winter never came
the pain would stop growing
life was simpler
1.
sphere on the ceiling
sparkles etched by a shadow
dust floats in sun rays
2.
ripples glide through lanes
summersault in cool waters
victory’s deep breath
Wrapped in a cocoon
Twelve days of a winter break
Nine to five again
Lying in my bed
With noise guitars in my ears
Satisfied again
To swim and to breath
Gliding softly through waters
A cleansing wet zen
I’m sitting in a Metra train right now. The upper level gives me peace and solitude. Whenever I head out to downtown Chicago, I refuse to drive. Stress is kept at a minimum on work related journeys.
My head rests against a vinyl cushion. Feet are stretched out on a fold out seat beside me. Trees glide by the window. King Crimson plays in my ears on my iPhone, which I am holding now while typing this blog post.
Robert Fripp is an intense guitar player.
Anyways, it’s a rainy day. A sleepy day. Today’s change of pace from a regular day at work is nice. I don’t mind the errands I must run for the accounting department. They buy me lunch too!
Alone to think. It feels like recharging before I return to the office. Breath. Pause. Breath again.
Namaste
