No Man's Land

imagine yourself from where you stand to vanishing point in all directions out in the midst of no man's land nothing but grid and introspections it's quiet out here, with nary a breeze shells quietly exploding now in your head lost in your thoughts, quick as you please thinking, of all the things that you said out here past any nation's demarcations i wish you were here to share my company life may only be our mind's aberration but we could dream, of all that could be touch and talk as stars arced the sky far from this grids greyed hue and cry © Goode Guy 2011-11-15