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