Where did the crosses go
when all I needed was an overpass
to watch myself crawl towards the inevitable
Where did all my senses go
when all I needed was an egotistic characteristic
nature for love and turmoil?
I don’t know, am not sure why I
left the top
to go to the bottom, back when I couldn’t reach the tunnel
I’m not walking anymore, but hovering over myself like a shadow
Universe is calling me, my body isn’t mine and they don’t need me to say anything anymore
Just take me now oh guiding one
Love me before I leap onto a planet that is not even in my own headspace
Universal Embodiment // 1 Minute Poem. B.T.