Atlantis

In solitude, where I can hug my shadow
When he talks to me, my ears widen
Because my trust is inside hiding and we have to talk him out
that’s why my Other lures me here
Because to control the whole being is key

And once I give him the key
He strolls through Atlantis at will
Until he is crowned it’s king, standing tall
Stilling our ears, and sleeping on our trust
Using all the strength we give and muster up

But it doesn’t matter,
My touch will become bigger and badder
The way they curl up in corners
Stilling paper to get there voices heard
Beating the walls with fists full of writers block

Cuz if they couldn’t touch pads the where would we be
All of me trapped inside
Without an inlet to plug out to
I think that would end me and all my senses
that’s why Atlantis is covered by my many trenches

All that gets in is feelings not people
And if they do
Their eyes would pile with the rest, because this extent
Is past human imagination
And I’ll welcome them to Atlantis, my special way

This is my place to leave you all
Just for a while, it’s my high, my addiction, my escape
My painting half night half day
Where my creations live
And words action like verbs

And adjectives compliment the way they live
Since you can’t fathom
I’ll proceed deeper and deeper into this sea
Until you look in my eyes and can’t see me, with my pen
Like a Siren of Atlantis, bringing me home