Love Is Real (I Think) Poem by J Knight

Watching these phosphates wiggle, weaving space and time all together-
The soft explosions that create
And destroy the universe
Every second.
The hallucinations of life’s visions: whose dreams
remind me of sad memories and emotions
(She’s always there, scattered blank blue eyes,
Vivid in rainbow colors, smiling)
shading the thoughts and sketching them
(Hallucinated love, soft and bright!
But I know it’s real)

(discover life and breathe)
Something may appear (but it may not be real)
in poems and pictures, shining neon red, over the streets.
Madness has such crazy confusion

I don’t know what I’m doing...
I’m waiting for someone to tell me.