ego kite

a loud voice inside myself screams

and another voice whispers

both of their sounds

are echos

and yet invisible

i see them with my soul

these fragments from a whole

are dreamers

dreams

of a thousand other dreams

my drive-time is a kite

and dreams are my wind

i take flight

when they end and begin

there is no need to land

powered by collective inner sound

sustainability the plan

so many voices

string along weight to these choices

too much time spent on me

and the kite hits a tree

postponing  destiny

until someone sets me free