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I promise you my dear to slay the horrors of my sleep

For the whole world is asleep yet only I dream

I pulled my curtains high, for my fence is down below

Before the calm before of any storm



They wallow in their values

Their “logic” and their pride

They’re gashing the swallows

They praise the daily grind



Sweet slippery time

I glided through some minutes

Passing out from the back of her car

The past is aging like wine

As I dream from a safe distance

All the lies that they told me

Serpentine and refined



The denial remains

The sleeper is lying awake

I have traveled so far

Still I cannot perform my own deepest pain

I am the same



Stroke by a thousand days in the sun

Clouds never came and so did the reasons

Roots of sky had grown beneath my skull

Tolled for a different season

Who am I? What I’ve done? Where am I now!?



Where is this dawn they’ve been talking about?

I’ve stayed awake for several years

The sun had set and rose before

I guess dawns tend to disappear

When most needed



I lured the moon

Her ancient wounds

With eager ears

She tailed my tunes

And though she hummed my words with greet

My song’s forever incomplete





There is no room but my own to irrational sadness

And it is too, too far away



They said that I got out of hand

Mother said they will have to commit me

I am sipping from fountains of boredom

As sorrowed dead wishes clings to my tongue



I promise you my dear to slay the horrors of my sleep

For the whole world is asleep yet only I dream

I pulled my curtains high, for my fence is down below

Before the calm before of any storm