I was running in my mind.
There, nothing can go wrong.
The truth is I’m freely bounded, now more than ever.
how much is lost?
afterlight there are no tomorrows and there exists no yesterdays.
Incase you are wondering, that is your eye.
That’s just how I see it today; exactly how I feel now.
I need my twenty one days, but it just doesn’t start.
I had a weird dream, and it was about you.
At a photo-shoot; specifically a fine art nude photo shoot.
but I don’t understand art, and I wasn’t even there.
I saw flashes and shadows.  There were no faces.
I was scared; scared of finding you there.
fear kinda feels different in dreams, doesn’t it?
I am at an absolute present now.
I feel I need to dissolve somewhat somehow.
but enough about me, how does it feel to be you?