Floating, in the middle of sea--
Relaxed. Empty. Full. Weightless. Silence.
Vibrations fill my body
echoing bouncing quiety,
Thoughts floating in dead water

Swings clacking in the wind,
Cars breezing by passing speed limits
Children's laughter in the backgrounds of life
Vintage songs playing out in
the park courtyard--

In the middle of the city
On a new york island strip,
Crowds of voices and black noise
Bike bells ringing and cars whistling

An open breeze in bright air
Sunlight glazing my skin soaking in life,
Birds flapping their wings
Rabbits running through fields of weeds

Fingertips floating the air
Sunflowers moving in the wind
Bee's buzzin around
Hums of nature in the howling trees

Static and chaos
Silence in black n white
My heart is pounding, No--
its leaping out of my very chest

Could this be a dream?
My imagination must have the best of me
Creating a world of my own,
A limbo of which is my sole home..

I call this Somewhere In Between.
  - M.