Daring new Dimensions
Simply as an extension of his own reality
Beginning never leads to finality
Seeing surroundings with eager eating eyes
Golden grass and tie-dye skies
Whispering up mountains that can move
The other dimension has nothing to prove
In that place he is given the answer
He is a tripper, a traveller, a chancer
Stream travels valleys, dew on grass glistens
Vibrations are another language for him to listen
Beating hearts, music beats his instructions
No normal way to function
No single way, no straight forward junction.
Urban underdog and so very unique
Street lights look at him as he seeks
Eat the food of dreams and then nothing is as it seems
Catch him in dark through headlight beams
Never will understand the Urban creature
But the main event, the main feature
How can he walk both the roads together?
He walks solo, and smiling into forever.
The Person I wrote this poem about feels this Rob Zombie song best describes him, so I put it up, I think the one above though :)
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