Space does happen in the continuum of environments <br />Though to be located by the daily journal that implements <br />Walk home from the positive, wonder why I’ve turned negative <br />When the bubble goes grey, on a somewhat sunny day <br /> <br />The car park of souls where I don’t have to think anymore <br />But something left the engine running and now it’s sore <br />I guess one must take the ride on the seesaw of ones life <br />Cut it down to bite size with blunt scissors not a knife <br /> <br />Don’t want to be anywhere else as the greener grass is weedy <br />Perhaps not so desperate but also something inside is needy <br />I guess I took a space walk and now my lifeline has broken <br />Could call out to friends with sweeping cries so unspoken <br /> <br />Drifting round in circles being drawn toward the sunshine <br />Didn’t somehow fathom that my approach was on an decline <br />Tired these eyes have become but fat my thought remains <br />Lethargic of the common sense delivered in songs and strains <br /> <br />We’re all expecting something and all so be they’re none <br />But drift in space from out of my zone I’m not too far gone <br />Remove the helmet of disguise and breathe air thought lost <br />Coins of the shillings spent but only time would be the cost <br /> <br />From way up here well within the centre of a hurricane <br />At peace with cooling winds, let not the storm to refrain <br />From retractions of lost grounds to play on the game <br />Realise the place was as is now always to be the same <br /> <br />So tired and now wearied returning home from that place <br />Drift slowly into zone of the warmth and fragile grace <br />So let the anxieties and the negativity’s be so now the mystery <br />Doesn’t matter how you got there, just come back and now be free<br /><br />Vision Ghost<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-umbilical-cord-and-the-astronaut/
