I can’t lie, I am a daydreamer — someone who loves the realm of the imagination, which is a place that’s unfortunately often seen as being the getaway of people deemed as being alienated. But artists know, writers know.

A World Of Alienation

I live all alone 
In a world that’s filled 
With mysteries, of wonders 
And of complete alienation,
In a space where my imagination 
Builds all these fictitious realms
That inhibit fallacious minds 
That drone into other spaces 

Like the shenanigans 
Like all the doers
And the sarbacane 
That poison the life 
Of a character of mine
And where my imaginarium 
Solely fly to abide.