I've had my peak experiences here
I've out-grown the environment
its a worn old shoe
in need of repair
pinching and failing to please
I'll wear it no more
moving on
sometimes I've done it in my sleep
on to other re-imagined pasts
where old friends, unfamiliar faces
the people of my dreams
and I'm more satisfied
at last
here there's spice
here there's substance
here there's more connection
to the living space
inside my head
how do I get there
to where I'll be
less fraught
and in a complete disassociation
from my current mindfulness
when night dreaming
becomes day dreaming
the underseas, the undertow becomes
real life
reel life
on a spool unwinding before me
inserting myself
tonight
I can imagine
the cinemagic
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