
the best way to be seen
is to disappear, when you are most needed.
It's pitiful i know, but it's the truth. one day i'll disappear--everyone will ask "where is he?" but I'll be no where to be found. i might even be dead--they'll never know. then they'll have to live their lives wondering--that's if they care. i'll never know. i suppose that's fine with me.
I'll be off, somewhere warm, peacefully walking barefooted, just myself and tranquil thoughts. no expectations, opinions or cares. just air and light and dark. it is beautiful. calm and soft. i touch myself gently thinking about it, being there, in this serenity with you.
BAR
art: C.Cran