Write a Spontaneous Poem

[TheEdge44]

There is something familiar here, sipping
bourbon while almost alone in front
of a television gone unwatched, but listened
too for a reminder that I am still connected
somehow, but not completely.
A mental astronaut, outside the everyday, but still
recognized and thought about by people outside vision.
Where to go from here I do not know, but somehow
I am still drawn to imaginary fires and signals sent
from somewher in the past where I left
my youth and belief in something better.