Dreams are different planes of existence.
They are extentions of us.
Just little bubbles of space and time.
I can hold them delicately in my hand.
Watch and rewind them at will.
You're hugging someone who is gone.
Playing guitar with someone you haven't before.
Sitting in your truck, a song you love comes on.
We are laying on my bed talking.
While I float above through the ceiling.
Into outer space and beyond.
Somewhere the stars are rare.
Few and far in between.
That is where I am.
I'm dreaming in those infinite moments.
Lost to the reality of the world.
About the Creator
Rabbit
I see the world a little differently than most. Even at a young age I was writing down what I saw but never sharing it with a soul until now. I'm choosing love over fear.
Missing Person
[blurry image] Blue eyes. Blonde hair. Female. Pale. Chubby. Last seen wearing a tanktop, shorts, fishnets, and boots. * This individual previously reported missing has again been classified as unaccounted for. * This marks the fifth occurrence within three months. * The subject was last observed standing where they were instructed to stand, answering to their name, [REDACTED], doing what they were told. * Members of the public are reminded that prior recoveries do not indicated resolution. If the individual is encountered, do not assume familiarity implies safety. Do not attempt prolonged conversation. Do not offer transport. * Report any sightings. * -Missing Persons Notice
By Luna Jordan7 days ago in Poets
Comments (1)
Oooo, this felt so surreal! Loved it!