Sphere

Let me just warn you that this poem is really really weird and I was experimenting with different subtle rhyming techinques.

Time not reality,
Fantasy but a dream,
Killing me.
Never stop,
Never start,
It be.

Snow melts into green,
Fantasy finds the dreams,
Dreams wake to truth,
The truth kills the you.

Green hides the bugs,
Truth hits me hard,
Falling over I reach to grasp,
You once again never last.

Bugs turn to catch the leaves,
You slip away as a stream,
To meet an ocean without me,
Seek the waters where love be.

Leaves look up to the sky,
You find the salty sea,
Step into it, venture forth,
The snow melts to green.

The path, the dreams,
The fantasies,
The springs, the summers,
The love within.

Never ending, your stream flows,
Never waking, the seasons go.

~~~ 6/10/99~~~








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