Reading through these Strangers'
Poems
I realize
That this is where the lovers
Ride their hearts
Into oblivion

I'd reach out to hold your hand
Even though inevitably
Your fingers would just slip away
God how I'd cherish such a moment
a memory I'd replay
I try to focus on the daily grind
Trying to fulfill a promise
But there's never enough time
My mouth spills the wrong words
The bleeding heart directly links
to my lips
You call me your soulmate
And then you turn away
I tie a knot in the chords to my thoughts
Silence is all I'll say
You hide behind this idea of strength
And I hide behind the days
I wait
I let you have the last word
It's better to let you wonder
I lose myself in lyrics
The sky produces thunder
I don't care that no one else will understand
Your face is always there
Keeping me in this trance

I found myself lost on a familiar street full of merchants peddling corporate goods.  Many of the people seemed injured,  possibly handicapped from birth. Finally a familiar face appeared in the crowd. "Carl" I said, "What day is it?" "Monday or Tuesday" he replied Looking exhausted like a soldier fresh from battle. "Well, what time is it, where am I?" I questioned further.  "The city of Charlotte, at The End of California." He replied.  "The year 2416." My next question escaped my lips with a sudden desperation. "Where is Serena? I have to find her!" "She stays over by the TV station." He replied.  "Where is that?" I asked.  "I don't know man,  I don't know." He vanished into the crowd.  
         I must have stumbled into a vortex,  a wormhole into an alternate reality.  
        I had a destination at least.  And as I began to question this reality,  I awakened from my dream,  wondering if I would ever find her.

Your words put my mind through this vortex
A fool indeed

The fever seems to be fading
There's a new calmness
soon to set in
I shot my self out into the chaos
ricocheting between possibilities
wormholes in this universe
of uncertainty
I didn't find you there
In radiant light
I merely caught a glimpse of you
as you ran away

Last night i lived
I found my heart racing
Lost in the city
I peered deep into the darkness
Possibilities endless
Ceasing only when my own fear conveyed itself
But I kept going
And I found myself
In a theatre
Searching for you
And when I finally found you
I lost all words

That feeling
That hopeless, neurotic sleep-depriving feeling,
That sick starving
That destructive hunger
For that which I cannot have,
For that Angel
The dark-winged one from my dreams,
You'd know
  If you had merely a glimpse of her gaze or
   You might
  be lucky enough
To hear an echo of her
Voice
She's the dangerous one,
  She's the humbling muse for
Which I kneel to the cross of
Her sacrifice