Contingent

-Contingent- A Poem By: J. A. Ramirez I drag myself from these thoughts, and transport myself into a quite different world. Aroused by a world of fantasy of dreams, to an all too sober shore. At heart I keep hoping, and beyond my human foretelling, that there are more attractive things, a nexus to my offshore dwelling. Like Certain detachments from actions, and excitements of a day, a terrifying beautiful, I conform my words to reality. There's always a feeling, From night till morning, of waiting for something. To touch the soul of another, is to walk on holy ground, a collective free association. I'm bound to other people, our own lives is outside ourselves, how little we are separate entities, a contribution to the unseen world. Everything is related to everything else, A synergistic third alternative.