my  spirit  takes  a  journey  through  my  mind

in  through  the  endless  coloured  waves

the  shaded  patterns  moving  through  these  places

fan  across  the  faces  of  my  memory

out  of  sight  not  out  of  mind

intellactuality  is  holding  nothing  left  for  me  on  this  flight

the  spaces  of  the  time  before

leave  the  logic  at  the  door  of  reality

out  of  sight  not  out  of  mind

rain  of  the  summer  fills  the  hand

a  snow  white  turtle  on  a  stained  glass  land

lie  overturned,  legs  that  kick  and  claw

cannot  bite  into  the  wall

this  vision  paling  slowly  now  into  the  tunneling  liquid  space

inside  this  microdot  daydream

i  seek  an  understanding  of  my  life  in  this  place

out  of  sight  not  out  of  mind