Posted in Consciousness, Healing, knowledge, Magic, poetry

Point of Know Return

A golden ticket granted
astral travel eminent
to cover tracks
or leave bread crumbs

A cotton mouthed return
unquenched in masked existence
locked doors, hidden keys
all leading to dead ends

Map unrequired now
the soul has great memory
so much to bring back
all bags checked

Pieces left somewhere
myself or what was
abandoned but where
time to cash in miles

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