up in the sky together, we all seem to fly i have got to get home there is something up there of which i do not know the lives we have are full of U.F.O's we are all crossing dimensions we are all in animated suspension i saw you in a dream you were there on the other side i have got a feeling i know what that means i watched a man bawl about his life he was already drowning under the foot of his wife i could not see a human being when i left here to go out i want to be clever like you i want to learn what it is all about pull this shaky thing through up there, in the sky, they are flying now down here the populous turns to the stars it is time for another U.F.O and we all board the ship do not worry, we all go, we do you know
The Boy Behind The Glasses. Poetry and Writing 