I’m being suffocated
with a plastic bag
by a clumsy intern, working for the mafia
the bullet holes, never come
like marbles, that might impact my skull.
No—it’s this vague loss of air. It could be my perception
or my attitude, but it doesn’t seem like there
is enough time
to adjust either one
with a potent enough fantasy.
I have to become totally make-believe, to do my job, standing there, in lines, listening to teenagers
a calm and crazy place
I go into
a personal philosophy
to interpret mundane and murderous tasks.
I go for a swim and walk-through creeping vines
between the pages of 7 beautiful books, that smell like gold.
Nobody I know, appreciates, where I’ve been
because, it was the greenbelt, behind my parent’s house.
I read in a tree
until the sun goes down—
that magical light, casting shadows on the ground,
where treasure might be buried, but actually, it’s the gas line.
Children spend time in fantasy, and then
in the adult world
square city grids with skyscrapers 60 stories tall, and no words in them
except, the absurd
Somebody goes up and down an elevator
like Sisyphus, pushing his rock, up the hill
the power of being super human
is a need
in my personal library.
Anybody who removes a book
will be skinned
I know how to do it
Ed Gein, Buffalo Bill, and Hannibal Lecter
on my worst days,
in psychology class.
“I think, therefore, I am.”
Potent words, if you believe them
Thoughts, inside your head
All man-made things, begin as thoughts
spoken into existence
Be careful what you think…
Science-Fiction turns into Rockets
What man can conceive, man can achieve
a world is built with words
a language uttered in silence
casting a spell
on a dark universe
where the tower of babel lies in ruins
buildings, three miles high, touch the sky
in the imagination lands.
2 thoughts on “In the Imagination Lands”
I particularly love the idea of having to become totally make-believe to deal with your job. Perhaps you were the only one who could see reality and it was unbearable.
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Maybe. In fact, I have to become make-believe to deal with reality, most of the time. I’m not sure if this is a good thing, but it takes away stress, makes me happier, and life is more interesting.
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