It's all around but the watchers can't see 
The space that lives in and surrounds me 
The invisible town 
Bruw 
The tar and swirl 
My comfortable ghostly world 
Squared dull-white stones 
Odd-shaped fonts & symbols 
Multi layered zones 
I was happy, damn happy 
Not a single drop of wretched lonely 
The feeling fine
That only comes with your kind
Free to the core in a place 
I've been pining for 
I've tried, tried hard before to do, to go 
Consciously 
What, where comes naturally 
Unconsciously 
But today, today I saw her on the stairs 
Hooded and unbelievably tall 
Wild, long hair and all 
I saw her and felt her 
Spawning 
Excitement and much fear 
In me
Wide-awake, closed my eyes 
And jumped into another city
I was there 
Home 
Where the black and black roams
My type of rhymes they sing 
Here I feel like a King 
Time no time 
It must be all in my mind 
Somewhere inside out there 
A place that's mine 
The words to a familiar song 
That makes me feel like I belong 
The shadows are solid here
No one and one man they fear 
It's where my kind roams 
Asleep and… 
Wide-awake 
I went home 
Listened to the long single file
Warriors walking
Laughing, scheming
Remembering 
Battles of the past
Upcoming again
Fast
There are only some many of "them" left
Death is the ultimate theft
What are you doing son?
Writing what down?
You will never remember that
Wrong again
I'm not your typical pen
Sure my storied history 
Covers my palm, a frantic bluish scrawl
Focus, focus
Trust your instinct
Your graffiti is already on the wall
I recall the town-square and you soldier 
Who the hell knew?
The village Bruw
It's all around but the watchers can't see 
The space that lives in and surrounds me 
No silver, no chrome
But I,
Went home 
I went home


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