All of these
words are
blissful imaginings.
Fantasies
to keep you at bay.
Close your eyes
and listen,
and I will take you
far.
far away.
There is only room
for this one
ego,
here in this space,
here in my head.
Leave you
right where I found you,
sleeping soundly
in my bed.
Try as I might,
I can’t stave off
reality
for very long.
Soon as I come,
I’m finding
that I’m gone.
So far away,
that I’m miniscule
in your eyes.
Why can’t we ever
imagine ourselves
satisfied?
HG – 2020
