That feeling of being-
with eyes gazed
on no distinct reference point
to be seeing one'self
lost in the twist of
"that or this"
changing reality
with the flick of the wrist
you get what you give
so tell me this-
Is it worth the risk
to marter and barter
a trade for a trick
when along the steady path
I walk alone in search of bliss.
(6/17/2018 Airports)