If you practice drawing a face

That comes and goes

In and out of your mind

Like a ghost,

And you have to recall,

You have to recollect your thoughts

To remember it at all,

Then you will learn to create!

To fill in the blanks

With features you imagine,

Your perceptions dissipate,

You dissociate from your feelings,

And you escape to a better place

In the passages of your mind.

It’s time well spent,

For who’s to say,

That the parallel universes

We create

Are not real?

If the savings that we store

In imaginary banks,

And the tanks we’ve made

And lined up to battle

For a rainy day

Don’t play a roll?

And who’s to know

If characters there 

May be the very ones

Who save the day for us

When that day comes?

-jenn