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People often tell me that I have my head in the clouds. To them, I say they have their heads too close to the ground. Those without a mind cannot see the true worth in beauty. To them, there is but one Reality, but to me, there's a million. An endless void to escape to whenever yet this Reality is my home whether I like it or not. When people tell me to face reality, do they mean that I'm a knight? Do they mean that Reality is a big, snarling beast or fire-breathing dragon? When I hear someone tell me to face reality, I must not think of it as a beast or a dragon to be defeated or slain. No Reality is something to be tamed, to be made your ally in life. So, the next time someone tells me that I have my head in the clouds, I’ll agree with them. But I’ll be saddled in, riding high on the wings of a dragon named Reality while I soar through the sky. I'll be ready to face the beast that is my friend, my home, my existence.

Touch this elbow like you touch the edge of a casserole – make sure its crispy and cheesy. I know love. You are quality/control – bestie with invested interest. Jazz stripper, jaguar hipster – broken piano fingers trembling a pulse back into me like – a bolt of silver in my cold center.

If I could go anywhere or do anything, I would… Walk around in the mindscape fair Lose my troubles there Meet the egos from cannon and afar Find my worth on the city's tops. Practice magic Red a glow In the circus tent Where the one in the cat mask roams. Hear the applause Shouting my name Feel one with The circus fame. Then go watch a show Where the silent one roams Give him applause Make him grin Learn sign language To communicate with him. After the show Help the doctor With the kids Running to and fro Make them laugh As a needle makes its path. As night wans on Follow the smoke To fire warmth Where sits a man Saddened by the past Wearing a cap Losing hope. Sit beside him Remind him of his worth For the egos holds him dear And without him A missing link would appear. Play a game Of tea bag toss Still the arm Is at a loss Though he wins It is worth it in the end For he is smiling once again. Once a new day Dawns again Climb the city top Find the hero Dressed in