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The Playground

I felt the hand
of death my friend
while watching you tonight
It’s good to die
every now and then
to show that we’re alive

To make the sky
not seem so high
or mountains seem so tall
The world is but a playground
to the mind beyond the wall.

So here I climb
inside my mind
beyond the wall I go
leaving consciousness behind
searching through my soul

Floating high
above the clouds
unto the heavens where alas
I’ll find the answers
to my sins
and I’ll rejoice
as death begins

Yes, I’ll rejoice
to live my death
as is my choice
just as in life
I’ll come to find
there is no alpha
or omega
only time that lies suspended
in my mind
as I transcend
the black and white
to find the grey
not of tomorrow
or today
but of forever in my soul
and thus the meaning
of the whole
and thus the answer
to my soul

As life and death
lose all sensation
in the deepest fascination
floating timelessly
I laugh
knowing the truth
that I must fall
my conscious
leaps beyond the wall
to drag me back
and welcomes me
back into reality

And thus my trip
comes to an end

And when I finally
catch my breath
I exhale the taste of death
and rejoice
to live again
knowing death
is not the end