Mine
There was this place.
A place like no other place.
I called it Mine.
A blue desert stretched out
like a teenager sleeping
in a queen bed
for the first time.
A red highway ran through it.
Juicy, strawberry red.
The sky went all Kandinsky.
I peered up because when I looked down,
I felt like I was walking on water.
Colors were against the yellow above.
Geometry all over.
There were numbers
floating around me like I was
in front of Einstein’s chalkboard.
Math was beautiful on my planet.
I looked at my palms. Mine.
Circles connected by blue lines.
New places change us.
Neon signs were along the road
shouting phrases.
My favorite said, “Let go, okay?”
I meditated all the time,
just so I could go there.
I can’t go there anymore.
I close my eyes and search for Yours.
New places can change us.