If I were to learn to Fly
It would only be because

I tricked Myself Into It
Beginning to End, Illusion
Or Not. . .

My mind knows only a little
Piece of what's real, mostly what it reads

So it is gullible, trickable, monstrously
Wishable, & hoping for a Magiostro
To convince Me that I can Fly, & More

So Much More

Teach Me
Reach Me
Fool Me


&

More

I wanna fly

so tell me that I can
Belief is all

Just

Wanna

Fly

~*~

Time is on your side,
what a beautiful lie;
so many reasons to cry,
so many wishes to die.
Spare time is worse,
to reflect on your curse.
When life moves this slow
you prefer a physical blow.
You just want to go,
you’re sick of feeling alone.
You quit asking why
when you’re too tired to try.
You barely get by
and long for the end.
This hand you were dealt
you can’t ever amend.
You'd rather fold,
It's getting so old.
Your life's a joke,
even with money;
you'll always be broke.