(20 minute poetry)


Numb,
struck dumb and deaf to it all
I go silently on to watch as
I fall,
there's always two of me
the one that you know
and the one you can't see.

when I lock myself out
I can let myself in

Try to subjugate
imagination?
it's
an impossible task

be the one with the incredible
dreams that mirror the moments
of improbable dreams,
let everything go and go.

questions to ask and answers to give to the me and the me who both want to live,
but we fight each of ourselves
thinking that ourself is right.


already it's Thursday
and the sand's running low
I am quite worried
he doesn't know,

even in my head
some things are best
kept a secret.