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

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

Shadow

First I see a shadow
Then I see it’s me
My shadow is a part
of my reality

2 stand in the light
I must accept
that I will always
have a shadow

And my shadow said
“move me”
“move me”
“move me!”

Everything has a shadow
unless it’s in the dark
Everything has a shadow
Everything makes it’s mark

The only time
there is no shadow
is
when it’s dark
Then light becomes the shadow

Have U ever seen a shadow of light?

Only when U glow
Only when U glow

© 2009

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

Reality

Ossified
Firm
like my head
a rock is hard
a rock is dead
but strings
HANG
in nihility
and i wish that i could count
numberless numerals
like so many people i know
I could
use long
extemporaneous
words
but the four letter variety
seem to work well
Sanity
defined as
neurosis-free
Fuck
I Love
Reality

© 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