You
must put in play
something of yearning
today.

A need.
A self-deceived
but recognized
thing of yesterday.

Change, impact, the universe,
and it's only you.
Yes,
I know.

Oh yes,
I most certainly do.
I'm lookin' for
a real try.

A do
or die.
A dream
laid to rest.

A
coffin,
broken.
The best.

Need to rest?
How 'bout rise,
try,
reach?

Forget
my place,
the space
allotted myself.

Better the gutter
wash the refuse
of my narcissism,
just when I need it.

Damn me.
Why can't I
get off my knees?

Walk,
without
the net.

Just dream,
a little dream.
What life could be.

What life may be,
if it weren't
for me.