imaging ..

sometimes the birds sing
   the flowers bloom
the river flows at times
sometimes the tree frogs shriek

when they're 'silent', not heard, they're not out of character ..
i am uncharacter

the birds sing anyway and the river flows on
it's just that i'm not there
   or here

i'm distracted
or disturbed
or distanced by some desertscape of my own soulmaking
maybe hiding in some dark alley for shadow
perched on some greenless rock peak for reclusion

..

i simply don't want to be right now
i prefer not
   to be
      right now

just be
nothing

..
and .. this image appears
in the calmed face of  lakewater
or in a shop window

and
i recognize
i remember

i am image

image has meaning
value
use
as long as i image

i am the image

..