"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Sunday, March 28, 2010

Retreat Into Normal

My mind typically busy with imagination
Suddenly occupied by mundane speculation
Even daydreams have stepped back into the shadows

Staring out the window watching life pass by
I find no urge to go out and participate
Inside my numb cocoon is comfort

I have long lived among stares at my quirks
Bombarded with verbal missiles of you are too much a dreamer
Lay down your dreams and just live your life

Tired from battling those who have no vision
I have retreated into normal
The place where identical equates acceptance

Not sure how long my thoughts will live in this foreign land
I pray only long enough to gather strength
To return to where impossibility is the catalyst to my dreams


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