Poetry - Alton Towers

Hello beautiful souls.

Welcome to my heart.

This is my reading of my poem Alton Towers, which is a theme park in the UK.

I write poetry to make sense of, express, and capture how I feel, in any given experience, as I make my way through this life.

Some of the things I experience in life can be very hard to logically explain, but poetry doesn't, and has never, needed to be logical.

What my poetry means to me may be very different to what it means to you. Such is the beauty of art.

I hope it touches you in the way you need to be touched at this moment.

From my heart to yours.

Namaste.

Transcript

You believed that you owned Alton Towers,

And on the toilet you sat screaming and laughing as if you were on a roller coaster.

And we thought you'd lost your mind.

I guess you had,

But not in the way that society means.

Crazy.

Mentally ill.

You'd lost the illusion of self.

You'd been shown the truth.

That we were all source.

You did own Alton Towers.

You knew you were everything and everyone.

I understand now.

I'm sorry I didn't then.