Original Content: alihasstories.com 12/7/2004
An escape from reality
Trips to outer space, to outer minds
I’d rather create my own world
Than live with that creature that
Feeds on human emotion
Multiplied by space and economized
By time
You know who I mean
He’s the one that craves attention
And tricks you with his friend Ego—
Loneliness; they call him that so
He becomes a known, a ratio, a reality
So that he becomes
He becomes
Becomes
Be
I’d rather not just be, thanks
Float, flitter, fly through the
Concept of normal, of plain, of loneliness
Past it to lofty ideas of love
Content in the knowledge that I
Cannot quite grasp it, that elusive snake
And now I am stuck in the middle
Allowed only to be
To be
Be
Be what?
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