Drifting confused time
in or out,
dimensionally
wandering north
turning blind…
Organic self
passes
within a thought
right by me
silently i sought…
As my psychic ear
whispering doubt
emotional
memories
they do haunt..
A foot in the day,
my other in yesterday
i was drifting
dimensionally into
tomorrow…
This piece inspired
by
something i read,
from another blogger
i follow!
Bonus Image Video,
Here Comes The Night (Them Cover), David Bowie.
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