I am here now, all I have is now. All I have are words to accompany me. The words pour forth; they witness the loneliness, the solitude of bitterness. They have become the wanderer of an earth.
I am always trying to be there. Looking out across the mountains in complete depth. To be inside and outside in complete calm. Disappear.
I am here now, all I have is now. All I have are words to accompany me. The explanation, the handbook for the would-be witness. I can let the words out, let them stand out. They can become the script.
This can be my place of worship, this can be my church. Deep in the core. All planets across the sky. My landing strip: Mercury, Venus, Earth?
I am here now, all I have is now. All I have are words to accompany me. The library I mention in my will, the testament of no-choice. I can scatter the words behind me. Little seeds that fall on fertile ground.
IanSmith©2007
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