THERE WAS A TIME by Kelly Greenwood

There was a time

nine galaxies away

I was conceived of a notion

dropped down in the ocean

licking the salt off pavement

powerful like flames

I used to wonder

about such occurrences

as such currencies

rendered my past invisible,

shading blended into the outline...

In this dimension

I'm like a cartoon character

against the 3D backdrop

like Jessica Rabbit

in a world of bullets and desire

sometimes feels like fire

There was a time

when it was all relative

but it was no relative of mine

my eyes journey some more

scan the horizon

blink back tears

cover my eyes like a caul

but I am not afraid of fear

When I dream

I am all that I seem

and if this seems like something you've seen

I'll be glad to pick up the pieces and leave

set aside time to reconvene

If my page is limited

I can't explain why

but sometimes it's all part of the process

I feel eyes watching as they pass on by

and usually I'm the watcher

feeling like a spy

chasing fantasy in the darkest of night

The eye inside

it dilates, it gyrates

it goes against the grain

the sandman's train

feel the pull

feel the strain

a magical thunderstorm

pelting like rain

I promise the only thing you'll feel

is the absence of pain

-Kelly Greenwood