When I close my eyes
I can see the sky,
I can see light
coming in through the trees.
I can see you
looking at me
and smiling.
I can see stars,
I can see safety.
I’m in a cave,
peeking out at the world.
Drawing me out
to the ocean to wonder,
to the sea where I wander
all over and over,
but I
don’t want to face
the end of the world
with my eyes closed.
There were stories
of other places,
other big cities,
whole other peoples
that I knew as a child.
Now,
there is only science;
that cold calculation
that can’t seem to make me
convince myself
that there’s no other place
to go in a daydream
Maybe there’s something
about our minds
that lets us live
simultaneously
in multiple dimensions?
Maybe we fade
in and out
of the planes
sometimes.
Maybe I’m just insane,
or putting too much
on my imaginings,
but there’s no
good explanation
for dreams.
Not that that
excuses anyone
from the problems that we face
in this world.
If you’re not afraid these days,
I’m afraid
you’re ignorant,
or just not paying attention.
Maybe you are lost
in that narcotic state
where we go
between dimensions?
All I know
is I don’t want to have
my eyes closed
when the world ends.
I’m here,
no matter what’s out there,
’til it’s over.
HG – 2018
