Something i want to be (draft)

Something i don’t want to be
Marmalade hedges.
Filled with eggs shells
+ Foxgloves.
Smelling sweet.
A tantalizing treat,
To the senses.
 
Something i don’t want to be
Still like a mossy green
Algae pond
with dead trees.
Abandoned by the breeze
Poking out behind
The muddy floor.
 
Something i don’t want to be
swimming leaves,
My hands.
Touch,
The layers of skin-
Reflecting my in-between.
Of a matter of fact space.
My furrowed brow
Quizzical
to the mystical
Non sense
 
Something i don’t want t be
So free and far from a thing
Not me.
Not anything-
Drinking invisible blanks.
Riding horses, Sank
Lost in darkness
A maze-
I have to feel deeply to get out of.
Fake.
 
Something i don’t want to be
A version of a seed-
It grows from
Simply being
A drop that unravels
never ends
You can’t comprehend.
Descended
from a whole.
 
Something i want to be
Felt deeply.
Explored depths,
Shouted mountains-
Scraped knees on sharp edges.
The immaterial felt in material.
Ultimate tastes-
A void filled with beauty.
Different shapes,
Chased escapes.
 
Something i want to be
SEEN
Sparkly seas.
Birds ith wings
Really tall trees
So small seeing something so big
so big seeing something so small.
Fragile.
Strong.
The notes that make the song,
Seams.
+ Beams.
A thing with dreams.
An observer
a server, carer, sharer
of endlessness.
A constant revelation.
A cycle of sensations,
Fresh.
Even in depths,
stuck like a slimy toad
in goup.
 
Something i want to be
Warm cosmic soup.
All the animals, all the plants
All of everything experiencing itself
PEACE
Meeting contrasts ballooned
Invisible times.
Heard tunes- endless coloured blooms.
NEW AND NEW AND NEW.
-The essence of you.
Your eyes.
All the times.
Futures
Now.
All the hows + whos +trues,
All that is fake
Everything for the sake
Of being here.
A seer of starlight.
Beyond.
A dancing shape
in an invisible cape.
Mysterious,
Delirious
in love.
Not only – NOT NOT NOTS…
Only nothing- Explored without boundaries.
A key, a door- to me.
 
Something i want to be
A glitchy world.
Like  a strobe light.
Smashed glasses.
+ bare bums.
Everything and nothing.
Labelled label-less
voids.
Spaces in caves
Brave
Tame
+ Monsters un-tame.
Something i want to be
Silky
SO so so so so many things.
Escaping reality
That can be anything you want it to be.
The sea that wouldn’t be.
Without the godly –
Giver
Winding river.
 
 
 
 
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