KINDA DREAM

just kinda dream

the not being,

the never turning into.

desires take over,

then take off from

the uncertainties' universe.

just kinda dream

everything we live

just leaves us,

we see it hovering away

as though we still reached it...

just kinda dream

between then and afterwards

I attempt to be myself,

to be something

stable somehow.

just kinda dream

my past's hunting me

chasing me all over!

each word I say or not

each act of being me.

just kinda dream

"I" is a way of lying,

there's no "I" changing

only changes exist

under a consciousness of it