Where Is My Mind?

Walking wide awake on a beach. Wandering through the trees of the woods. Far sighted on a mountainside. Lost in a cloudburst. Looking down on a campfire. Driving aimlessly through town. Smoking the last of it. Losing my religion. Tearing down the walls. Drunk with spirit. Eyes on eyes. Falling off the cliff. Reading your mind. Lying through my teeth. Running away from time. Dreaming of impossibilities. Waking up on the moon. Ditching one after another. Crying deep inside the lens. Drowning the traditions. Peering across open fields. Singling out the wicked. Pushing for new ideas. Stumbling through the dark. Puzzling upon new pieces. Cutting down ignorance. Growing higher than the weeds. Pursuing justice. Struggling to manage the earth quaking. Listening to the sound of silence. Breathing in the invisible breeze. Staring at her long flowing hair. Docking the boat before it sails. Brushing off the years of dust. Complaining about your view. Observing the devastation. Trying to make sense of trying. Saving the memory banks that matter. Finding logic in reason. Floating in space. Duplicating what has already been said and done. Drifting in between thoughts and action. Watching the other planets spin around. Arming the defenses. Staking claim to nothing at all. Sharing the oxygen. Breaking down the situation. Over analyzing your movements. Preparing for the worst. Safely cutting ties with safety. Skipping stones on a river. Flooding the blood flow. Sweeping up the wreckage. Believing the facts. Swallowing all the pride. Giving up on truth. Swimming around the demons. Writing off the past. Laughing for laughters sake. Climbing the Eiffel tower. Jumping through endless hoops. Shooting down the righteous. Waking up inside another dream. Spending the night in the sand. Creating the next motion. Memorizing the shade of your skin. Laying down on the tracks. Minding my own business. Tripping on a flower. Hearing the cries of the dead. Leaving this body. Washing away the guilt. Tattooing the meaningful. Shaping up the future. Burning down the bridges. Doctoring up the scar tissue. Moving from shelter to shelter. Thumbing my way across this continent. Coloring the lines that haven't been drawn. Painting a wall for the last time. Connecting the stars. Fueling up for mistakes. Stepping over the horizon. Riding out the storm. Sowing seeds of doubt. Borrowing information. Playing along with the game. Proving nothing at all. Treading on a thin layer of ice. Cycling around a sea of machines. Dancing along to a dead soul singer. Manipulating the point of you. Realizing I was wrong. Rushing around the waves. Pouring through your chest. Splashing up on the shore. Standing in the way. In the right place. Fishing for compliments. Forehead on forehead. Setting in the west. Looking through the looking glass. Forgetting the names. Sleeping away the pain. Blowing things out of proportion. Blanketing every statement. Locking away the shame. Justifying the unjust. Racing for no reward. Soundtracking every moment. Dusting off the shelves. Buried underneath the rocks. Flying over an ocean of noise. Gazing out into the abyss. Missing the boat. Stroking your ego. Dead upon arrival. Making something out of nothing. Firing off the brightest firecracker. Circling the crossroads. Imagining the first time I imagined. Flocking with the birds. Touching the night sky. Singing the songs of old. Reaching out for another hand. Wishing for some one. Hoping she makes sense. Remembering the colors of the leaves. Wading upstream. Attempting to love. Searching for the depths of the soul. Digging the hole that will hold my bones. Chasing an Indian spirit in a small canoe. Tossing a coin down an endless well. Freeing the chains that bind. Demanding the answers. Asking a million questions. Opening the eye that was once burrowed inside. Thinking about thinking.