Spacesuit

The spacesuit that I was sent to earth in 

has sprung a leak.

Now every ounce of my frigid soul

is finding its way out

My soul is in shambles 

and is looking to become realigned

I find it in the dizzy 60's streets

Is this truly my place?

Or just where my soul thinks it should be...

I have fallen astray with reality, but fallen in love

with the way a set of words

strung together

can evoke the emotion

of a million moments of time