Experimental Spirit

I let myself into this land

Of never ending nothing

Still that’s something

And I am torn still

Between choosing what’s right

What’s real

Or a make-believe kingdom

That seems far better

Than heaven has ever been

A nightmare that is

Better than a dream

This insidious

This treacherous

This…

This…

This is who have I been

“A troubadour that lives

With a heart gone”

Existence looks down upon me

I suffer from invisibility

Indivisibility

Je ne sais quoi

That I don’t have

Will never have

Let me go

Let me be gone

Water

Take me