Hidden lakes of emotion
Waiting to be condensed
and run in streams
clinging to a rock face
behind the mind's eye

Do you see the sadness behind my smile
the hurt behind my love
the pain behind my laugh
the tears behind my eyes
the broken behind the fixed
my heart behind the flesh
the screams under the tongue
the fear under the bravery
do you see me...the real me

keep me in the
pocket of your jacket

love me in the
corner of your heart

dream of me in mantis shrimp
colouration.
think of me when doth
shatter thine heart.

if i could be
what i would need
myself I lose;
myself I dream

“Can I borrow some of your time?”

- “How can you borrow what isn’t mine?”

It’s A strange concept I have found,
As two hands rotate, right around.
They gave you A face -
Where numbers were placed.
They made you tick -
and made you tok.
They attempt to gauge,
what can not stop.
Seems like a shame,
For us to name,
Or try to measure,
Your continuous almighty forever.

Passion or obsession,
Conviction or oppression,
Influence or hindrance,
White lies or spoken wise,
Truth teller or fortune seller,
Construction or disruption,
Digression or expansion,
Education or incarceration,
Conformity or abnormality.