Forked roads of similar charge,
Parabolic travels of kindred of stars,
Products and historic figures of space
Learning recording remembering faith.

Plane of reality tell me I'm here,
Why am I located tangent of sphere
Circling circles of masses and rotating ,
Sun baked and thirsty and GPS locating.

Lessons are simple or so I had learned,
The facts were the obvious extra un-turned ,
Here I am tangled in fact of a string,
The planets the future and ending of me.

Are memories fiction or fact that I argue
Blurred lines that formulate thoughts that I car view
All angles seen but the one I explore as my eyes are my face and my face is my core.
Where then do I go?
Where have I been?
What are the products evolving to then?
Now is the present and past disappeared,
Mc re-tangled or muddled and feared.

vacuum free of life,
air stagnant,
warmth emanating from me.

sight shifted elsewhere,
distracted of existence.

the world asking me to perceive,
Movements a must, questions a musn't ,
moment all but mine.

Mazes and labyrinths and puzzles and riddles,
confused and belated to answer, belittled,
confounded and stupefied mesmerized fate,
hypnosis of focus, synopsis escape.

Falling to ashes on bricks with the snow,
gravity's palm lets me down light and slow,
roses rain down with me sunrise a blur,
bubbling blue skies protrude from the earth,

This winter hello to goodbye, and molasses,
let me go home with the light on their glasses,
severe the ties and the ropes of existence,
to free me to freedom of thought and,good riddance,

Patterns and intricate problems of math,
simplistic classical music of facts,
knowledge, perfection, reality, god
the being of truth which unquestioned is flawed,

Release me to own me my independent self,
Without you I'm happy and with you in hell,
The answer is thinking time, real and alone,
Not what we now call our thinking cell phone.

Please release me.
Let me go.
For I don't love you,
anymore.

-Djm

Finally gone are the pages that turn,
The hallways that wind and the stage of concern,
The day has depleted stress and my pain,
I'm relaxed now and have calm to retain,
Worlds and stars and planets arc spinning,
My eyes are closed softly and breathings beginning,
My reckless abandon has finally died,
as awoken my dreams dance forever inside,
Free me so neatly away in the finite,
Infinite expansion and fires of Twilight,
The gems of a treasure chest glimmer in water,
as streams crickle slowly creeks sippeling saughter.

Fowl floating and flapping across an ocean canopy.

Lightly squawking and ascending in a calm summer sky.

Waves shine and melt into the beachfront in a dull roar slowly thundering in diagonal collapsing sectors.

The top of the ocean. The point of a sphere. Its water that falls slowly to the bottom of..... Here!

Ripples and puddles and drinks full of life, the clearest the murky and bluest in light.
Mountains and palisades can be rocks that reach skyward. God on a gravel road walking through.
The golden purple cattails glow in the sunlight like strawberry fields that fizzle on my hands in the wind that can dance. The vinyl green stem leafs sit stagnantly silently awaiting the moon.

Hoppers crescendo in a frozen moment singing in stillness that refuses to relent.
The trees around them bask in the energetic massage from the moving sections of recently called air vapors.

The Hi- C haircuts that nature reminds me it inspired bobble from the vectors.  

This climate ecology scenery breeds the moments religions were made for me.