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Retreating to My Illusory Realm
by Jared OrlandoIve seen better days;
Ive been to much better places
At least in my head
Where the vibrancy is deafening
Soundtracks of footsteps
Waltzing and weaving in between
Miles of buildings and rays of sunlight.
It seems,
Ive never been alone
Here in my head
And it seems that I dance
With you, and only you,
While neurons burst
Around our faraway eyes.
My tongue dries out, and you
Quench.
My feet give out, and you
Carry.
Reality tries to bring us back, and you
Contest.
We exist here in dreams,
Where time is only the sound of ticks;
Hours are only kisses;
Seconds are the scuffles of feet;
These sequences of vivid imagination
Are what Ive come to live for;
You and I on clouds of thought
And the only thing keeping us afloat
Is all that just would not work
Down here on terra firma
Where things actually matter.
01/22/2009 Posted on 01/22/2009
Copyright © 2024 Jared Orlando
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Charlie Morgan on 01/22/09 at 04:13 PM ...jared, well done...you dribbled the concept down-court and scored...i love your line breaks; one could actually think it is not about them, eh?nahahahaha good write. |
| Posted by Sandy M. Humphrey on 01/22/09 at 06:37 PM This is dream like, you have let us into your realm and it is wistful. smh |
| Posted by Gabriel Ricard on 01/22/09 at 06:46 PM As far as I'm concerned, you can retreat whenever you want to, man, because the stuff you're bringing back to this is just great. Some of your best imagery I think I've ever seen out of you. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 01/23/09 at 04:07 PM A most enjoyable read. Thank you. |
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