Silly games we play
on the game board
of life…
under the pretense
of irritable hushes….
and the stubborn
disingenuous excuses.
The games we play
as if we were twelve
remain with us and
cost us precious time
that neither of us
have to waste…
We move like pieces
and buy hotels or
rent rooms for the night
and play the games
only to hurt from
the loneliness,
self pity and confusion.
The games we play
are not as fun
as they used to be
when we were young,
because there’s so little time
left to enjoy them.
The games we play
are not games at all
but rather
the lives we
choose to live.

Set sail for an unknown voyage,
Deep, deep, deep within my mind.
A book without a written page.
An actor without the Broadway stage.

Drift, drift, drift, for thirty score.
Forget all life; forget mankind.
Delve, indagate, search and explore,
the coming of peace and the end of war.

Enter now, what will be the end.
Only the cruel are left behind.
Trapped in a world that will transcend,
With phonies and liars, too hard to mend.

We’ll set sail for that mystical place,
Where never a word is said unkind.
Gaze, gaze, gaze without a trace
Upon war and hate and pure disgrace.

To enter my mind, I will admit
Is like entering the sea totally blind.
Sink, sink, sink within the travelled pit.
No one knows how you’ll benefit.

Rest, rest, rest in that silken bed.
The trip you’re on is hard to define.
You’re aware of your trunk, your limbs, your head.
Hey passengers, guess what? You’re dead.

Your mind attached
right now..
to things we used
to know
wrapped around the cortex
refuse to slip away...

The life we used to live
a distant thought before
has reemerged with vigor
dusting brains
for colored prints and more...

My mind connects
to thoughts
of memories’ inner space.
The reason for it all,
I used to wonder why..
it vanished with the days...

We held within our minds
the age of reason’s way.
Reminders of what used to be.
The life we used to live,
is all I know today.