Visions
of Mind
Wrestling
in my mind, relaxed almost asleep, finds
Awake not
quite, but then my eyes open, lids closed
Those
feelings of washing clarity as I see in HD
Is this
dreaming while awake or remnants in the wake?
Evil
faces so close at hand, demons to get me into their land
Strange
white figure sitting on a throne is into view in this band
I am
conscious but am I – if not, if so?
I say a
prayer and the evil goes while the white remains so
Not the
first, not the last, I see these movies in my mind
Visions
of mind - look at that house as I walk up the driveway
Why do I
think of Ireland
in this strange world of my minds’ way
Confusion
is a setting but against this world of mine not upsetting
What are
these strange dreams so clear – where am I here?
So much
in the mind and never austere
I must
guard against the intrusion of metaphysical sleight of hand
Then
again the mystique of not here is an alluring land
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