Finding Reality Once Again

I tripped on acid
once
and spun
around
until
I turned into
the Tasmanian Devil
from those
damn cartoons
whirling
and twirling
until reality
was just a blur
I kept this up
for several years
until one day
I had to stop
mostly ’cause
I was thirsty
and then
I had twisted off
so far from here
that I had to start
spinning
the other direction
counterclockwise
I think it was
and I’m still
kind of dizzy
now a backwards blur
I’m trying
to pinpoint
exactly where
to stop
so I can find
reality once again
In full circle
I wonder
if I really want to
find it
or not

© 2011

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My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky

We All Have Dreams

BROAD
AS A BEACH
ROOMY
AS A MIND
CENTRIFUGALLY
LOVING
ONLY TO FIND
THAT PURE HOPE
CAN DIE
WITHOUT ACTION
TO FOLLOW
THE DREAM
CANNOT FLY
WHEN THE DREAM
IS HOLLOW
HOLD UP
TO THE FLAME
OL’ FORTUNATE TIME
BURN ALL
BUT THE NOW
AND CONTINUE TO CLIMB
FOR THE JOURNEY
IS WHERE
YOU REACH
THE DREAM
IT IS NOT
WHAT YOU THINK
IT IS NOT
WHAT IT SEEMS
LIVE TO CAPACITY
YES
DOWN TO THE TOP
HOLD OPEN
YOUR HEART
AND DON’T
EVER STOP
YOU GOTTA
LET LOVE FLOW IN
AND GIVE IT ALL BACK
YES THIS IS THE DREAM
TOO MANY OF US LACK
BROAD
ROOMY, YES!
ALL INCLUSIVE
YET THE DREAM
SEEMS TO BE
FOREVER ELUSIVE
DO YOU HAVE A DREAM?
YES, LOVE IT
CHASE IT
YES, I HAVE A DREAM
AND KNOW
THAT I’LL MAKE IT———–>

LOVE

© 2009

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My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky

My Own World

I live in my own world
I often make it up
This can be
quite treacherous
and sometimes
extremely beautiful

Things surprise me
like elaborate flowers
or people
coming after me
and other outrageous
confablulations

I live in the Matrix
Quantum Physics says
that an electron
or an atom
can be in two places
at the same time

I know
this is true
from my own
experience

I have been there
more than twice
There are others with me
which is a blessing
else I would get quite lonely

Yes I am different
Not like you
or me
more like an alien-hybrid
experiment gone wrong
who has pink bunnies
in his brain
and psychedelic hazel eyes

I live in my own worlds
I often make them up
The difference
between us
is that
I live in both worlds
at the same damn time

© 2009

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My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky

This is a new poem I wrote today.

If She Believed In Dreams

If only she believed in dreams
I know that she could see
true reality
I feel as if she’d want
so much more of me
not some flipped out fantasy
If she believed in dreams

Who could blame her
toward such sullen trepidation
for when a heart breaks
collapsing oft
there is not consideration
to be feigned
only bye-bye salutations
then shadowed shame

If she believed in dreams
I sense that she would be
what it is she wants to be
someone truly free
and so much more than me
a light that’s filled with love
not some lost dichotomy

If only
she believed
in dreams

© 2009

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My Only Weapon Is My Pen - The written words of one enigmatic lunatic known as DakaSky