diving into dreamland
asleep within my bed
awoken by a feeling
feet upon my head
something is a climbing
the mountain of my ear
I stop a moment
pondering
holding back the fear
imagining the traveler
climbing a mountainside
I fight the urge to cry
I wonder does he see me
as an island
or a continent
an unexplored planet
or something heaven sent
Am I his God
is he praying?
as he gets down on his knees
is he telling me he needs me
praying as he feeds?
or is he measuring his acreage
putting up a fence
thinking of a family
as he buries his head
pain begins
I think my friend you simply ask
too much
I decide then I am his God
I reach up
and
SMUSH

04/28/2005

Author's Note: damn ticks ewwwwwwwww I wonder though are we painful to God? Does he smush us?

Posted on 04/28/2005
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