Over the hills
clovers, laying still
Flower fields filled with bees
Flying over trees
There you’ll see
How small a bird
Still doesn’t come unheard
His tune, lost in the air above
In my mind
He sings and
gives me hints
Goosebumps, feelings sink in
Wrap me inside out
My body shouts
But it's my mind
pretending like it’s blind
But I see just fine
What it is trying to hide
Quite the obvious
If you ask me
Can’t you see?
What should and
might could be
The thought on its own
I mean what you see
Eyelids closed, with an issue undiagnosed
it’s something you will feel
And hear and smell
And it’s as if you couldn’t tell
If you’re here or there, or even anywhere
Stranded in between
The layer most unseen
Dimension hop? I think I'd give it a shot
Up and down, you jump around
Riding the wave
and if you’re lying your way
Water's gonna come up tight
to your neck, alright
Grasp for air
Now’s not the time to swear
about how much you’d like to care
Just now, you wanna start to share?
I didn’t hear ya quite there
Did you just say ‘please’?
A wonder, now let’s ponder
What took you so long?
Who tells you, what you know?
And who sells you off?
In case you don’t show
C-line:
© 2019 D. Funofsky
