The second thing

Underneath the irreality of the dream come true
There is the second, finer thing
More difficult to digest and to know 
What is
I wait for the oracle cards to tell me I don’t go 
In for another reading — this time, I read within

I steady my self, for the body is recovering

I jumped and the current was cool and fine 

The air is plenty but nerves abounding I 

wonder how I made it altogether it’s a 

matter of mindset

I had been asking and wanting telling 

to ask is 

For experiences, only the sign says 

Sheer carnivale

Here in new York I am remembered at convenience

At least when it comes to friendship…preoccupied with their mirrors I 

Release mine in swoop

I want to go where I will be remembered, thought of

Cherished?

for all I Am for all I might be for what 

together we refract