3:10 A M

.
.
There are no distractions
at 3:10 A M

There's not even a breeze
or stirring of wind


I sit alone in silence
listening to nothing

No ! No ! I'm not in any
kind of suffering


Just letting my consciousness
expand beyond the borders

Beyond the mountains
and the sea's waters


Not even the space
surrounding the stars

There are no limits
as to just how far


My universe is my
man made cosmos

A thought turning to whim
Seen through like a ghost


I sit alone in silence
but I'm not really lonely

I have all of my friends :
mayonnaise , mustard and lots of
BALONEY !



Baloney - foolish or deceptive talk . nonsense

Balogna - sandwich meat