These worlds I create. Interrelate in their irrelevance to anyone but me. They circumnavigate the truth. as we all do. but these somehow more so. It is how it is meant to be. There is solace in their shelter. In their shade I roam. Out of view. far from home. And I like it.
Disturb my peace, and no piece of me is left undisturbed.
I play with the boundaries of…