We escape,
dwelling in another space,
dancing with dreams
to cure the ache
as our minds sway
to the music of
a different time and place

We are so hooked
on the rhythm
of some UNreality,
living somewhere between
fiction and fantasy
as words tu
mb
le
and worlds crumble
while we fall and fade,
slip-sliding away,
forgetting how to live

Breathwords©

photo by Brooke Shaden