Ecxerpt from Book 2

I forgot about this one, it was nice to rediscover.
                                                                      March 24, 2011

All of us lost;

running from our reflections, and

Vanishing like thoughts in the rain;

universes colliding between sound, dreaming

of an existence

that can be written

on the kitchen walls;

Dreaming at light speed,

watching paper birds search

without purpose, and

exist as beauty without reason; paper birds,

no one told me I'd be followed

by paper birds,

but I find blind comfort

in the way that each one

carries a forbidden letter;

and satisfaction with the thought that

they'll tell me everything one day; everything

that must be said

before we laugh the night away.

I can breathe tonight, so

I'll wait, listening to

ghosts on the radio, and

I promise I'll remember this song.