Thursday, April 29, 2010

...but a dream


I am but a dream in the sleep laden head of
an alien on a parallel universe
I am but a reality show watched by all
in the heavens above
I am but words spoken by the Supreme Deity
who lives on a misty Island
I am but dust crumbling slowly into the air
as each day passes by
I am you, you, in the very air that you
breathe in every day
I am but a speck in the eye of the Great
Watchers from Mars
I am you, you as you wade through me
with every step you take

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