Sitting in the air;
A world
To enter
Yet
You
Do
Not dare;
Turn around and look;
Now wait and close
Your eyes;
Closing in
So many words
Floating in
My mind
Pictures I do
See
When it is words
Spoken to me
Here it comes
A big suprise
I start to write
I pause
What is going on?
Where am I?
Where have I
Gone?
Nothing looks
Familiar;
Not streets
Not signs
Not words
I go to speak
Just
Silence
Living in a
World
Separate from
Time
Void
Pick up my camera
Take a shot
I may forget this
Moment
Catatonic
Blinding rage
Lack of space
Lack of time
I finally sit
Back
I crack and
I cry
Stand up
Stand straight
Stand tall
Not good enough
At least I tried;
Amnesia
Took
Away
A lot
Of precious
Time.
I thought you
Knew.
Please,
Don’t waist my
Time;
A time to
write;
A time to
Sing;
A time to tell
A time to smell.
Dawn Piercy ©2014
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