I allowed my instinct
to guide my way.

I took to the night
like the feral cats and
the ***** mice.

Used my magical headphones
to block out the sirens ,
the night birds and the
voices in my head.

Avoided the spaces where the
neon lights and the ancient
street lamps invaded the peaceful
moon cast shadows.

I listened to Frusciantes voice
and allowed myself to
drown in the cool
forgiving darkness.

I wondered from deep
shadow to deeper doorway,
quietly gathering reasons from
the void.

I wandered aimlessly with
no destination.

All the time knowing that there
wasn't anywhere I really
wanted to be
but gone.