by B.Optimistic

The fabrication of my imagination
could be beautiful and excite you
it could delight you in ways unparalleled to
and maybe even invoke you into becoming
all of which you yet are.
all of which you are yet unknowing.

The fabrication of my imagination 
could lead you to answers divine
follow the footprints of my mind
eavesdrop on my conscious
and validate your own assumptions.


Somewhere, intricately intermingled into that fabrication
is minute particles of truth
fossils of my-story
laid down by ancestral roots

The reality of past consciousness
is transcended and reemerges into my conscious
where forgotten truths lie
and forgotten tongues speak
to forgotten drum beats

rhythmic rituals are resurrected and reactivated 
into emancipated feet 
emulating long forgotten ceremonies
during long awaited feast
until across the ocean flies the sparrow 
with the soul of the recent decease.

Fabrication by B.Optimistic

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