Could it be that I see
things not meant to be seen
things only witnessed in dreams
that twist and merge
I go unheard
when I try to exclaim
that I've seen them again
from the depths of my brain
unleashed and wild
from the eyes of a child
who's barely whole
and doesn't really know
what it is that she's seeing
they smile and nod
agreeing
while thinking me crazy
am I?
Well, maybe.