Ghostly and Delicious
In black and red and silver too
Such mirrored thoughts
And pissed off too…
Sacred to me.
Perhaps in another experience…
Another lifetimes’ witful calling.
Obscure is our distance of body,
Exact is the pinpoint of mind.
Another of life’s’ trivial prose?
Whether the answer simple or no the question must still be put forth.
Strive on my ponderous mate…
Fore we are in the same tunnel,
You’re just a little further behind…
I am waiting,
Together we can fly…