Suburbanite

Seemed my eyes only saw objects, that apart from my mind

Moved – flew, swam, walked, and crawled, hit like an 8 ball round

My minds empty yards. But you opened my mind, you populate

The suburban air, are you of the faerie race? And moved me, taken

Me there, trees to rise up from the mown lawns of my spirit, dwelled

In suburban nowhere. A map with another name: otherworld

Holy ghost on your face, i love you, G, as Love’s soul is Earth’s spirit place