I keep pacing
Back and forth
Through these verses because
I know I missed something
In the fine print
But the pattern eludes me
There’s a cipher unaccounted for
And now my own lyrics are foreign to me
So I search for the lady who
Furthermore, camouflaged in stanzas and rhymes
Has made a study out of the trail of tears
That decorate the night sky,
That form the constellations that hold the secrets
of the universe
I discovered when I fell deep – within my element of time
Here I am practically compounded with sensory thoughts
And these thoughts lead to memories and dreams where
I ponder if time travel is possible
These emotions are so strong
Because I exist simultaneously within three different points of time
I’m the hunter in my dreams and
I’m the prey in my memories but herein
Above all I am a sojourner in this day and age
I am a poet
