a frightful, forgotten lore
i remember how that
was really quirky when you envisioned those
dreams of yours
in an exquisite garden path
my death blows
shattered such inhibitions
laid down by
the collapse of time
I was not able to
pick myself up
then on
when my soul
was waylaid
and left dilly-dallying
somewhere in
the vast expanse
totally suspended
in a universe that
some would argue
and also term
a multiverse of sorts
if thereby i am lost
in a bicameral mind
i'd like to wake up
from my most ancient of dreams
'Tis as though I am trapped in an unending
cyclothymic
inexplicable
bliss when all I
think about
is you [& I]
in our midst
—just a frightful
forgotten lore