Death Is No Dream

i am a child

in my room am i ever alone

in my mind the voices of me and you and no one but all

i make the children quiet and the winds shriek

yet i play along the murky waters

forever along it

with none but me and its lonesome

mother holds my hand

she smiles through the reflection

she is never really here

and i am never really there...

.

When you've lived to see gain and loss, you quickly end life as you know it.

You enter a zone.

The void.

Ghost...

Patters, Tinkle

In the sound of care-lit beggars
The mental note in furious pain
We're a spark of tradition
Believing in loss and words


Then there is this plain of so much thought I can't fathom it.


My mind stays at ease.
We, simply, just, only...


Watch.