Maximillian Amadeus Banzai (banzai) wrote,
Maximillian Amadeus Banzai
banzai

Stranger

Reality blurs, its
edges still sharp.
Too bright.

I slip
between
worlds,
drifting.

Cars
and asphalt
and babies
and newspapers.

Currents lie
beneath, smoke
blown through the
nostrils of
an impatient man.

Gratitude
and wonder
and longing
and need.

All their
thoughts, mercifully
grounded. I
float among
yet elsewhere.
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