I'M Next To An Idiot Poem by Francie Lynch

I'm beside myself,
What can I do?
Having an OBE
Because of you.

I'm next to an idiot,
The blame lies with you;
Like an NDE,
I'm leaving you.

Is this a dream?
My being's askew;
I'm not what I seem
Because of you.

My body of bliss
Roams looking for you;
I think I made
An astral breakthrough.

I'm on a spiritual walk
On a plane that's new;
This plane will crack
When I'm snapped back to you.

It's a paranormal snafu
That won't do;
But I'll return
When my body's near you