A Poem by Erica Daubert


We're all just floating.

We're floating further...

No one stops to say hello,

no one cracks even the fakest smile.

No one knows each other.




We live vicariously through astral planes,

parallel dimensions on a voyage

that never seems to end...

But you can't quite say it has began, either.


We just keep floating.


We continue on down these roads

of what we perceive as reality,

and what we perceive as the importance of

the "miracle" that is life.

We are zombies.


Floating zombies.


And if we smoke two joints in the morning,

if we smoke two more at night...

Are we even fooling ourselves anymore?

That, my friend, depends entirely

on how far you have floated on down the road.


A state of perpetual bliss can simply

not exist when the bright lights

send a wink your way.

We're oblivious to what could be real,

what's hiding in plain sight,

because we just keep floating.


We just keep floating.




© 2012 Erica Daubert

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The logic of this poem is true. Most of us don't see the problems. Waiting for a miracle. Miracle don't happen often. I hope the floaters come alive and assist in fixing the problems of this life. Thank you for a excellent poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


I think the thoughts and feelings behind this poem are very true :) Unfortunately I know too many people who try methods like this to forget pain and just "float away" Great job!!!

Posted 7 Years Ago

this sounds more like an astral acid trip than a weed high! lol

This work does make one feel bodiless...

Posted 8 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

this is really good i loved reading your work .. keep it up

Posted 8 Years Ago

This is so true. I love the way you pieced it together. I know people that float through life, hiding problems, and ignoring them. I'm going to have them read this.

Posted 8 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is truly interesting...As I read the first line, I was totally motivated to read more of it...Brilliant idea...The concept you put in here is somewhat unique...Excellent work... :)))

Posted 8 Years Ago

This reminds me of some people I know. Always making big plans in life, but never following through. Plans about their band making it big or going back to school, but they just continue to floating through life. The idea is always easier than to take action.

Posted 8 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I'm anchored with words, feet barely touching the ground, but able to keep conscious thoughts in check, nice write Erica literal and imaginative...

Posted 8 Years Ago

The fierce conviction of thought here is un-nerving and relaxing all at the same time a thought provoking piece.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Oh god this brings up nights spent in the dark listening to Pink Floyd for hours on end. "Is there anybody out there!?" Just floating around until we find something solid to grab onto and we feel a little safer until we realize that our solid object is just floating along too. As lost as ever.

Posted 8 Years Ago

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Added on January 28, 2011
Last Updated on May 4, 2012
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Erica Daubert
Erica Daubert

Philadelphia, PA

Erica Daubert is a Philadelphia-area singer-songwriter, composer and multi-instrumentalist. Born and raised in South Jersey, she was heavily influenced by her grandfather, frontman and guitarist for .. more..


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