lost my balance just the other day
a fleeting moment of uncertainty...

when upon my rounds, I encounter reality on my...
these are your times my times...

can my growing old, be translated into words?
old friends swapping stories, of ailments...

lost in a dream, eyes shut to block out starkness!
building with my imagination, our future...

I am holding back no more!
I can make it into anything, at all...

you see what you want to see!
your spin dictates your narrative...

“me” I am who I think I am
my heart humble? or just an ego driven prick...

driving in the fast lane, burning up a life
like firecrackers on Gi fox...

when I am short on inspiration, searching for...

a stark reminder that reflections, are not always...
delusion a comforter of note...

crestal ball on my table
show me the future in my past...

my path going forward, clinging to the cliff face...