I can't escape my fantasies
Not sure I want to
I exist in many places
I exist all over
What is reality
In a world that functions off the arbitrary?
Am I my day job?
Am I pumping gas at the same station
on the corner near my house
twice a week?
Is my life one extended motion
of muscle memory?
Or am I purely spirit
Soaking up the sun on Mykonos
Kicking up dust in the Paris catacombs
Staring up at the basilica
of the Hagia Sophia?
Maybe I can't escape my fantasies
Because they are real
Aug 7, 2017
Aug 7, 2017 at 1:57 PM UTC
I can't escape my fantasies
Not sure I want to
I exist in many places
I exist all over
What is reality
In a world that functions off the arbitrary?
Am I my day job?
Am I pumping gas at the same station
on the corner near my house
twice a week?
Is my life one extended motion
of muscle memory?
Or am I purely spirit
Soaking up the sun on Mykonos
Kicking up dust in the Paris catacombs
Staring up at the basilica
of the Hagia Sophia?
Maybe I can't escape my fantasies
Because they are real
