I have moments of inspiration and illumination,
wrapped in scarlet silk of
                                         memories
                                                         and daydreams.

             I can't fit them inside me anymore,
             they burst like starlight, fireworks, birds from a cage...
             Into the freedom of the world, into existence and redemption.

They leave me, they are me no longer, they are extracted and ripped and born from my
mind...I feel lost,
                           disjointed,
                                             floating away into a cloud of the words that once
licked the inside of my now empty head.

             I have given them to you, given all to you. I am the bubble you have let
             float away...not bothering to catch me or pop me...

Just watching as I flow farther
                                                 and farther
                                                                    from your heart and my words.