Quick to slip away

It starts with a phrase
emerging from nowhere
after lying dormant
in the haze
 in my head
  in an instant
   so don't be hesitant,
    no time to wonder why or how
    it's quick to slip away.

Once it appears
I proceed to snatch it up
but first I provide fuel for the flow
indeed
with this regularly
eye widening and reddening
 weed smoke I'm about to blow
 up out and into
the air..
Starting from scratch,
gliding on the glory of that godsent,
golden stream of syllabic gymnastics.
 I begin to build up and off of it
observing the process
in the process,
proposing no proper or perfect
way to organize and release
that initial idea.

It starts with a phrase
emerging from nowhere
after lying dormant
in the haze
 in my head
  in an instant
   so don't be hesitant,
    no time to wonder why or how
     it's quick to slip away.

A spark sent shining,
inner infinity blinding,
origins unknown to you,
finding it's only unleashed through
 your personal uniqueness,
a subtle sneak preview into
private universes
unexplored by any other entities
but perhaps made perceivable
through these poetic projections,
reflections of realities within.

It starts with a phrase
emerging from nowhere
after lying dormant
in the haze
 in my head
  in an instant
   so don't be hesitant,
    no time to wonder why or how,
     it's quick to slip away.

I know that's alot to
understand and utilize
but it's only just begun
so don't make any demands
 and take time to scrutinize
every word
 every line,
every cliche simple rhyme
and know
no I won't stop till I drop I'm 'bout to pop off, up and out, no more
feeling lost stuck and full of doubt,
peeling back the layers
revealing all the pain, love,
hate and prayers
lingering so long in this lost lair.
I've never cared to share
or "bare my naked feelings"
before I became addicted to the
beauty of creation
through a pen and some paper,
never dared to disclose  
thy deepest and darkest
desires and demons
setting fires
as I'm screaming within..
the flames never to be extinguished
probably still be burning till the moment
I'm vanquished from this realm,
when I relinquish whatever imaginary role I've been reluctant to release
and cease from carrying around
cause I think it's real
but I feel this chain reaction of
revelations expressed through
alchemical art brings
 spiritual satisfaction, rebirth,
 peace and understanding.

It starts with a phrase
emerging from nowhere
after lying dormant
in the haze
 in my head
  in an instant
   so don't be hesitant,
    no time to wonder why or how
     it's quick to slip away.

So what more can I say about anything
as that spark burns itself out..
feel like I run the risk sometimes of
repeating variations of the same verse,
defeating the purpose and prolonging me from understanding what it's worth
what's worse is wondering if
someone else would feel
 the same about it,
passionately as I do
acting like I don't have a clue
 or care if
someone shares this sentiment
but if they vibe to this point of view
 and have an interest in the infinite
and dig the shit I'm spilling
then I embrace that
and say thanks for stopping by
to see and feel what I have to say.
It starts with a phrase
emerging from nowhere
after laying dormant
in the haze
 in my head
  in an instant
   so don't be hesitant,
 no time to wonder why or how
it's quick to slip away.