Thirty Days Of Poetry Challenge(Day fifteen(2012))

*Yawn*
Like Osiris
Across the lines of time
but I create days
you just count the ways
but your perspective: ego centic
I’m beyond heliocentric
I’m naturally scripted
But you sense only what sight did
and seeing for you is written as predominantly blinded
short sighted
See I’m still standing
while your riding deep on the planet
how it was planned
but if you need to believe
I’m headed for death on crosses
or simply falling asleep
By all means…
sunset or sunrise
I’m always doing me…