Star ...Quest...

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life

Looks like

it’s going to be

Another rainy days dream…

A chance to break free

…from the freeze

Enveloping my thoughts...

Elevate my mood

…and let my spirit

Catch wind

…and fill my will+to+be

With more than

...the usual effort to refrain

From more reruns  

...of the blues songs  

Stuck, in the echoes

...of my throbbing brain...

And I, caught up…

In the vortex …of the daily news…

Instagram shares…

Or my friends on facebooks

…political views…

So… as I take a deep breath

Pause…  

…of the silence between

My dreams of what its like

Being the new life …of the party

In the hereafter…

As the last echoes of

My last breath…

Reverberate through the closing chapter

Of my come+to …past+life…

And the point of …getting over it, all…

Cause whatever I thought was …so important

...at the moment…

Is henceforth, forever …lost…

…and the river of souls

Now, I must cross…

Soon …to be filled, instead…

With thoughts of meeting …my new boss…

The master of creation…

And those who I thought, I knew …in life…

Who were sent…

To try …and…

Save me from myself

Chip in to pay my rent …in heaven…

From the allowance, which is given…

From the gestures of good+will…

From your thoughts, restored…

Minus the evil deeds …which we’ve ignored…

To others …falling beneath …the sword

…thought, you …really, got away?

So, now… really…

Was this just a dream…

Have you really …made up your mind…

Or will you, roll up your sleeves, pitch in

And …take one …for the team…

Or will you be like me…

Save some …for that …last dance…

Call another moment of reflection

From the shelf…

In the last prayers …call…

Before …it’s all over…

And the grim reaper, says…

Another, lost soul…

Ready to roll…

After, the clock …strikes thirteen

And you find…

Life

…was just a crazy ole’ dream…

Like a puff of smoke…

And then it’s gone

Time to move on…

Tired of feeling sorry for myself

Time to reach for new understandings

From where I stand …who I am…

Of where I’ve been

Where I am going…

Not just dust in the winds…

No longer …time…

For planning new futures …to take hold…

And the devil …cashes in those chips

As many times

As you may have sold your soul…

You’ll find…

That electric blanket …you used to own

 Doesn’t work …in the hereafter…

MapQuest…

Doesn’t get you to heaven…  

…and you really can’t use

Cheat codes…

For celestial navigation

…finding love…

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