She is always somewhere else
Even when she's here
At dinner, tea, work, her desk
Even in bed, it's clear
She is somewhere
Else
She is forever there
Wherever there might be
Having tea with the Emperor of Vague Thoughts
Working on The Extended Thesis of Me
Looking through café windows
For uninterrupted frolics
At unbecoming antics
Of unsteady alcoholics
She is somewhere else
In photographs others care to take
Dream-like, dreamy, dreaming
Of meals that only dreams can bake
She is searching for a break, in the brochures of her mind
She is being chased by lovers, whose love she leaves behind
She is contemplating how to fake another person's life
Which dreams she should select
To give her analyst some strife
She is somewhere else
When out with friends, taking in a play
Somewhere beyond the backdrops, drifting in the wings
Where actors consider what lame fame brings
Players searching the brown glass of her eyes
Betraying her beauty, by expanding darker sighs
Somewhere else at galleries
From paintings, their paint she unpeels
Painting friezes to unfreeze the thoughts she rarely feels
Somewhere else when walking
Catapulting mind to distant planets
Where craters swallow talking
She is somewhere, much further than you think
Seeking dry land when on water
Water when on land, ground
When spilling her in-flight shake of drink
Somewhere else, when deep asleep
A bystander in her dreams
Somewhere else where fears collide
Where fish start playing in sunless streams
Somewhere else, when dressed for love
Despite her outfit's beam of blood and dove
Somewhere else when light drinking
Somewhere else when poured a kiss
Somewhere else when vaguely laughing
Somewhere else when thoughts split bliss
She is always somewhere else
Somewhere past her past
Seeking some horizon
Where nowhere else
Can come too fast
September 2021
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