Tuatha Di

I am the stranger

Passing through,

I am quantum flux.

I have always been

although

I sometimes fear I’m not

And never have.

I am Tuatha Dé Danann

The face around the corner

Sideways to the sun 

It is hard just to be

And harder to see

In this 

The day to day managerie

Of terrible things. 

The un-humanity of it all.

I am faceless crowd.

When winter

Comes 

and the cold sets in

I am the witness 

I do not know where I’ve been

When Sleeping.

Or the places my heart has seen 

unconcously dreaming

But I do know ego

And that 

I am victim

This

world will not know 

Me

Yet I exist.

I will just pass through my

own unified identity theory

Completely anonymously invisible 

But I am here

A forgone conclusion 

I am the scream of existence

At a vast distances.

But i am not the lie.

Not the false god

I think I am

just a  child

Born of no woman

listening to the song

At the worlds edge 

Thunder struck

As the cold sets in

And none the wiser

I came unknown 

And will leave thus 

While others have notoriety 

I will be obscurity 

The Always stranger

The empty mirror 

Where reflection is impossible 

Unless light has memory 

Am I memory 

Reflecting light?