Mind Rewind

May we not do a mind rewind Touching my peach fuzz on my chin Should I erase all memories? Dispel them all like fantasies? Quieting, quelling all my demons Locking them in vaults But they still do somersaults They march in line in a storm Passing in and out of my mind Saying death is…

Too fast

streaming through those silky chrome tunnels undulating air waves surrounded by the antithesis we are enemies in our own states we are exiles in our own places I am a matter of seconds I am a matter of moments here at last gone the next I am the biting wind the stalactites hanging from your…