Unsure

Dreams

There are places we see

far but not non-existent

slipping into the furthest reaches of our minds

I go there, from time to time

searching like i am a meaningful being, like i have a place there

the sky an orchid -- or was it lavender?

I seem to have forgotten what it felt like, what it looked like.

my body is never leaving the surface, just scaling the ledge.

we reach out so far....

where are we going?