But I'm still here!

Long distance communication

The smell of flowers imbues your mind,

The flickering light on cue you’ll find,

Things go missing but new gifts arrive,

Suggestions, ideas for while you’re alive,

When you dream you are more like me,

Without consciousness the soul is free,

While you dream I can reach you,

It seems the only time I get through!

And all these clues in the day you brush away

It’s probably just coincidence.. you say.


Claire King