Travelogue Poem by Zyw Zywa

I saw a circle of light
soundlessly pierce a wall

A hole to get lost in
Everything changes there
The earth doesn't stand still

and the sky is chasing, fleeing
from me, I start a new notebook, quick
quick, before things are gone
and I no longer know if
they were ever there
and then will wander
in my memories

Your fantasy is proof
of the truth of my stories
You know the language I speak

I describe to you where I was
as if you were there yourself