The Pockets of my Mind

The woman in front of me in the line

Turned to dust

As she became mine

I am the stop sign of reality

I played Icarus

I played the sun

I can become

Anyone

The sun is crazy

Icarus is dead

Everything is spinning

 Inside my head

I can fly

I can swim

I can dive to the depths of the deepest ocean

I am disconnected from humanity

My friends live

My friends die

I swear I can survive

I am the green light of insanity

They won’t stop ticking

These clocks

Everything is trapped

Inside the old box

This is over

But I shall never mend

For the clocks in my head

Never end

This confession meant nothing

For I am merely

Rifling through the pockets of my mind…