Mouth journey 4/8/04

All that fills my eye
These bits of poetry
Falling from the sky
Raining my thoughts
Somewhere else
I am told their beautiful
Judgment, all else
You carry my words
To different minds.

Your senses are all askew
And I will summon you
To another world
Beckons, to my hand you see
You smell what I say
You see what I taste.
And I am mimicking you
In a very sarcastic way.

Look at what I am saying to you
You hands no longer perceive
That tunnel you are falling into
That would be me.
Into the endless stream
I shall never give it back
What I have right now
And don't you dare laugh
At what I have done.