I'll stop being me
Just for you
I'll be somebody new
Just for you

I've been seeing wrong
For a long time
I have been deaf
And blind
Thinking of 'me'
And 'mine'
Singing
My existential whine

It's time to stop
Just for you
Today I'll be
Somebody new


Sean Hunt
Windermere, Nov 3rd 2015

It's such a sad scene
We're messing with our movie
Scratching on the screen
Not knowing we're projecting
A very bad dream
It's such a sad scene
And the source of it all
Is a toxic stream
It's such a sad scene

We're bathing in a waterfall
Downstream
From a dam
Made by
The mind of man
And we don't even know
Each drop is a sham
Unaware
We sit and stare
Unaware

Sean Hunt
Windermere November 9, 2015
https://vimeo.com/145128638 (recitation)

How many dreams have I dreamed
Of other worlds, and other wives
Of other laughs and other cries
Of others' terrifying screams?
How many men did I meet
Over there, where I had
Visions sad and glad
And often flew with my feet?
Blessed imagination saves
From the mundane day
From the box that we live in
From our daytime graves.
Like a child at play
We are only dreaming.

Sean Hunt November 2015

I'm stuck inside
The psychosis
I know this

I have a doctoral degree
In Reality

I have been taught
The architecture
And structure
Of the grand psychosis
I know this

I have been goaded
I have been guided
I have been shown
Inside
The minds of men
Who whirl around
Their imagined worlds
Boys and girls
Unaware
Fighting phantoms
In thin air

I should dis appear
Yet
I find myself
Still
Inextricably
Involved
In ordinary appearances

I'm inside
The psychosis
I know this

HELP!

Sean Hunt
Windermere November 9  2015
https://vimeo.com/145132005 (recitation)

Five colored lights
Radiate
Illuminate
Emanate
From the me
That you do not see
From the 'I'
That will never die

From the middle
Of the riddle
Of life
And death
And the seemingly
Meaningful
Dream
Of the day

Five colored lights
Radiate

Sean Hunt  
2015 Windermere

Either an ocean
Or a wave, you will be