Enter Into My Mind

ENTER INTO MY MIND Enter into my mind an existential maze – a passing phase of distortion where illusions create beliefs and biographical misapportions. From start to end chained to memories in cell blocks of time. Who can know the world above; the world below; the in between of reflective glow. From our time to no time; from our space to no space; from living thoughts to spirits in a secret death. Encumbrances to create meaning limited to the here and now. What purpose; cries the hopeless mind, wild as the wind on a snowy day. The future portends to come from now. The past awry to disavow the illusion, set up and cross matched to a reality of senses with no known meaning. It seems I need the diversions from the fibrotic interplay of synapses gone astray. Staying in the present path along a familiar highway helps when the lights turn green and I am allowed to go. My existential morass in poetic form plays upon insistent themes. Emotes from an invisible person have rendered me upon the page as having lived between two bridges one analytical, the other emotional. Where the river meets, down stream another bridge stands as I look in wonder