Walk in my mind...

I’ am not a poet. This is not a book. Instead these are collections of what I think. These are broken pieces of shattered memories. This is a journey. You can travel by plane, car, train, or any vehicle that your mind will allow you to use. The journey begins where you start and it ends where you stop it. This is a path with no definite destination. Its directions could change at any moment. Its navigational system is simply the use of imagination, which means you can travel anywhere and arrive there at anytime. You are now a passenger on the THE FREEWAY OF THOUGHT





Monday, May 10, 2010

The Man In My Bathroom Mirror

Looking in this mirror and wondering
I wonder if I'm your reflection as you are mine
I wonder if I'm your opposite
If so you must be a great guy
You must be successful and rich
You have to be...if I'm your opposite
I wonder if in another galaxy in another dimension if you're in your mirror asking the same exact question at the same exact time
If so you must have done it all....I hope
I would hate for someone light years away to have wasted as much time in their world as I did in mine
I wonder, but....
How is it that you're able to meet me here so often
How is that you're able to be here everyday
How is that you have just as much time on your hands as I
How come we never meet at another mirror
Why is it always at some job I don't care to work
Or some courthouse that I wish I weren't in
Or even worse, how is it that we meet at this bathroom mirror every morning
Maybe I'm not your opposite but your replica...your duplicate
And maybe you live in a small apartment that smells funny
And each morning you wake up to the same cheap bathroom mirror as I
Talking to me, your reflection and imagining that I'm doing so much better than you
Maybe that's it
Maybe I found myself
And maybe I don't like the person I met
Maybe...

-Cash

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