Philip T. G. Poet Free verse

Atmospheres

I am disappearing,
Fading into quantum theories;
I’ve got a time travel problem 
And astronomical burns.
Surely I am flying,
But clearly I am dying.
I will never pass 
this test with colors flying.
I don't believe you most the time, 
My goblet tips and spills the wine, 
The sun god rises, but not for I.
You are the world, I am a swine.
Every bridge of mine has burned, 
This is the point of no return -
The court has met and has adjourned,
But I am unconcerned.

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Funom Makama March 31, 2016 at 9:33 AM Wonderful write. Don't worry, even as you pass, time and name will make you last. I am really enjoying your poems today Philip T. G. April 5, 2016 at 8:29 AM My biggest fear is leaving this world and not being remembered for my time here, which is something I tried to state and then downplay in my poem. Thanks for your interest in my works :) I appreciate it greatly :D