time appears to have gone on forever and there is a big chunk of me whatever i am that has not changed on this day a very long time ago i was granted permission to come into this world to a big city that is just made of legend i learned very quickly that when the sun went down we all bled shit sleep fought hated just like each other no big difference not from the next city over not from the next country over and probably not from other planets today that old cautionary statement we only live above our demons but we never get rid of them swirls in my head i confess at times i don’t know how i think how i see things i don’t even know sometimes if i believe in pain emotional spiritual physical i don’t know the difference at times what does it feel like to be without pain does it feel the same as being in pain don’t know so here i am back at the Cecil Hotel right where i have always been obviously not in body but in soul sometimes when there is no one around to question the fuck out of me and why my face looks or doesn’t look how they want it to look that particular day i wonder am i a ghost i wonder have i been reincarnated i wonder when i look up and down Broadway and Main to the left or to the right and then i look up and turn around and i look at empty shells of buildings where gargoyles used to be decorations masonry ballrooms perhaps so much and then there will be a particular window that enraptures my eyes and i can’t look away and if i squint my third eye i swear i can see her young dark hair big green brown eyes i don’t know what her name would have been maybe Hazel maybe Dorothy who knows not a modern name and then when my third eye blinks she jumps
glad yr here, grady
but one thing’s for sure…
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yes only one thing Master Reeves… thanks for reading and visiting:)
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we ain’t in kansas anymore.
xo
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lol no we’re not !
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🙂 🙂
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thank god! xo 🙂
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although … it’s looking like Bent Fork TN…. just saying…
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Lol. I don’t even know what that means.
But it sounds like a good place to leave… (apologies to all Bent Forkers!) xo
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good good you’re one of the lucky one’s! ssshhhhh…. move along lol
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…nothing to see here
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nope lol
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♥
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tons Master Reeves xo
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Nice wig bubble.
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Your poetry haunts me.
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I hope in a good way friend xoxo
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“we all bleed shit” SO TRUE! 🙂 Well done, Marisela!
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thanks Susi lol xoxoxo
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You are very welcome! 🙂 xoxo
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