Lost in the maze of myself,
Distracted by the glittering caverns,
The glitzy, glowing hallways of my mind.
Trapped in artifice,
Terrified of reality.

There's a disconnect,
Between you, me, us.
When I reflect
On our relationships, all I see is dust.
We are not broken.

Distant, self-absorbed
We travel the world
In little orbs,
Caught up and whirled.
We are not broken.

You, me, us.
Our past is in the rearview.
All we can do is entrust
Ourselves with emotions long overdue.
It's time.

"I love you to the stars," said he
While with a sigh, she
Asked, "Why?
Reaching the stars is impossible because you'll never pass the sky."

Perplexed, he stroked her cheek
While he pondered what to speak.

He whispered, while a tear from her eye did drop,
"I love you to the stars because striving to be with you is something I'll never stop."

The lid is opened and
I spring forth, twirling
And spinning to the sound of
Dainty music in the background.
My dance is cut short, the lid is shut.
The bauble is chosen.

An incandescent butterfly
Flutters over a log in the twilight.
A night owl swoops from on high
And devours it as day gives way to night.
The meadow is silent.

The acrobat on the tightrope
Teeters with each step.
There is no net.
The crowd gasps.

Purposely oblique,
My heart and mind seek
Love.

Purposely oblique,
My heart and mind wreak
Havoc.

Purposely oblique,
My heart and mind bespeak
Understanding.

Purposely oblique,
My heart and mind critique
Everything.

Glass eyes follow you around the room.
A cuckoo clock sounds midnight.
Terror fills you and you
Wake to shadows.

The chain that binds us,
Links forged in shared experience,
Grows longer with each passing generation.

None know beginning or end,
Merely what is in hand,
With the fabrication unceasing.

I'm lost in a whirlwind
Flustered, blustered,
Tossed and turned
Churned.

Then I hit the ground.
I still don't know whether
I'm lost or found,
But I've weathered the storm.

A crystalline echo
Reverberates off the canyon walls.
No one hears the screams.