Transference

The mind and heart may know

But there is always room for self delusion or fantasy

The body however does not lie
And the truths learned can make the days incredibly long
The nights an eternity all by themselves

And the knowledge of what lonesome really means


A ghost in my own lands

I exist here
But I’ll never live here again

My life is somewhere else
Far from this place

The real and the unreal switched places

Through a fingertip