part 2 (of 3)

[he_eats_faces]

I am the word
and the search for the word
conversing
not with dim, dead heroes
but with reflections of myself
the truth of reincarnation
lies not in some
mystical realm of the soul
but in plain english
plain sight
extravagant beauty
ignored and found
and found
and found

and here I sit
one hundred years after
a letter was written for me
and addressed to the world

I am the word
and the search
for the word
that in turn
has been searching for me
genius lies waiting
in lives it lies
and if it's me
that is the reflection
then perhaps
someday
my eyes will peer proudly from the past
reborn
in the act of searching