I'm there
I'm here
I'm everywhere
Everything
All encompassing
Pervading all things
Flowing through the stream and into the lake of dreams
I'm doing backstroke
Breast-stroke
Butterfly
All the strokes
All at once
I'm no one but everyone
I'm unstable but able
I'm just a figment of my own imagination
A story that I invented for yours and my own
Contemplation
We're all philosophers of our own souls
Dreamers and weavers that stitch black holes
Bags of meat that carry around bones
Different personalities but really we're all just clones
Mindless drones, pretending we're in control
When really we're all just fish swimming in a giant cosmic fishbowl.
Copyright © 2022 Gareth David Ogilvie
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A poet and he didn't know it, freelance word-smith extraordinaire.
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