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I wish i could go
to a place beyond time.

where everything is nothing, but nothing
is not neccessarily everything.
where blue is orange, and
you can shatter the air, 
use the pieces to weave roses, 
and the loose petals that fall
land on the faces of children
and we call them beautiful tears.

I wish i could go
to a place beyond time.
not THE place beyond time, 
there is not just one.
but somewhere where the sky is red
and it doesn't mean danger...
if you decide to have a sky, that is.
where birds fly
on wings made of glass, 
above the alleys and walkways
all lined with daylilies
while decadent plum blossoms
drip sweetness.

I wish i could go
to a place beyond time.
where severe color resides, 
where everyone is a color.
and the words that cascade from golden lips, 
untangled by silver tongues, 
are spoken through every pore of the body, 
so only speak what you mean.

I wish and i want and i yearn for this place
because honestly, 
time annoys me. and i want to ignore it and forget it and pretend it doesn't exist
but i can't.
because no one else does, no one else can, they can't, i can't.
everything would fall apart. 
and so i dream about this world
but i do not touch.
because.