In A World Where I Do Not Exist

there's this a world in which I do not exist but my pulse a reality that invites trance all that may pour from my veins creates lanes snaps of synapse ease from stress to slow if you go with my flow breath is ethereally engaged in opposite of rage I'm sedative for soul just roll with the thump, thump, thump of my heart beating though I'm not there to care, I entreat some common goal that you or I was told and if I'm absent, I don't see it through but all of me senses all of you whilst tingles and touch are too much as you or I are missing on separate planes playing the same games but empty of vessels that time permits travellers I know that you know there will be a next time around to coincide, together, above ground our forevers are intertwined as signs suggest neither you, not I, can never not exist