Ether

Sometimes I'd like to disappear;
smile ear to ear
and just like that,
I'm fading out
like a cheshire
cat.

Here There

We must be caught in between
awake and a dream.
I wouldn't normally say a thing,
but it seems
im tearing at the seams,
twisted,
torn in two.

all and more

I want to die in space,
and not because the human race
isn't enough to fill my taste,
but beyond this little pond there are still seas among seas.