Staring into space, looking around for something to jump out and enter a poem of insatiable delight.

me back.Wanting to be loved and held closely at times, thenwanting to be let go without any fuss.A beautiful scene, being held within my mind, allowingme to be myself, alone.Not pressuring me at all as I slide into beyond, lettinggo of all the annoyances and trials of life.

So intensely, so deeply, feelings of abandonment feed me.Knowledge of it’s ignorance forces me to retire from the lightof day and wander in darkness alone.Tormented, stretched beyond endurance, wanting to let go entirely,of the flaccid hold life has given to me.Heaven beckons, the way seems clear, and yet something holds thevery within of my soul.Searching…

Frivolous thoughts are being grasped, abstracts in the atmosphere coming together and creating novel situations and circumstances.Bringing ideas and images into realms of reality where they become the inventions of tomorrow’s destinical horizons.

Just adding any matter of being to makeshift ideas, fulfilling them with a new perspective as the old and worn blend powerfully through every thought, keeping everything encompassed in treasured chests of imagination’s reality.Covering up nothing, exposing it only to particular prospects.

Laughter spilling out when remarks are directed towards him and he finds them funny.On the whole, a happy, laid back gentleman who’s very good at his game.