My Sun-Mate Sojourns

I hold stake in a dream state

Knowing I’m a vision altered state

I am dust in the wind

I am dust not this skin

I co-commune with orbs and kin

I’m a vessel skeptical with much within

I am un-weighted in these chains of gravity

I will seek in forms of velocity

Ever forgoing vanity

Rekindling a mystic’s sanity

I am laced free with fees of freedom

A sojourner plagued with mystic phantoms

I am the explorer with a pen and a voyage

As these tail hawk mysteries hitch a sanity war

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  1. georgiakevin's avatar georgiakevin says:

    Your poem is very deep and very very good!

    1. Aubrey's Arch's avatar aubreysarch says:

      I do appreciate your thoughts!

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