Oceans in the Sky

There are connections
that only can happen in the dark.
Whispers from other worlds
with moments of silence
between slips of the tongue.
Undercovers wondering
where it all goes from here or
where it could have came from
as the wandering
wanders away
from all its plans
wishing there was at least
one thought
that hadn’t been stripped
and tossed to the floor.
It then all becomes an afterthought
and I look in the sky
as if it were the ocean
and I was looking
for flying fish.



Photo by pwnedbyryan on Flickr