Wednesday, May 4, 2011

Escape on a busy train

*a escape on a busy train **
Words and sounds surround
Into private realms we fall
If written previous by a stranger
Now we claim text as our own
In our concentration deep
Exile world from our thoughts
Submerged in music or
Burrowing between words and plot
Consciousness captured and divorced
From this loud busy crowded world
Set aside in own cubicle
Formed by withdrawing perceptions physical
Allowing mind to manufacture
Where we are and why
The scene is set within
Irrelevant of scene without
In communion with the Gods
Of our very own memories and intellect.

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