2015 07 01
My brain floats in the Horsehead Nebula,
shooting across the emptiness of space.
I look sideways in the mirror of time
and see infinity in the mask of my face.
I ride my swift horse in the river vale,
hunting the sharp-pronged stag among fake stars.
I become a robot with machine mind
when I convert wagons to motor cars.
I pray to Helius who creates our world
but he never returns my first phone call.
I rewire the blank radio of my brain
and hide as Buddha under the waterfall.