Monday, March 17, 2014

Of Reality and Fantaseas

Perchance to Dream of Electric Sheep

Fuzzy as dreams
seen from miles away - 
Trapped within the seams
of who I am but cannot say.

'Snared in a fortress so digital, 
analog won't let me go.
Yet - like a lost boy so mythical,
I wait. For a yesterday, I do not know.

World, Out of Focus 

Writer's Note: Re-edit of an older piece to attain a proper abab rhyme scheme. An ode to feeling out of place, an ode to time, out of joint.

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