God that’s close, there’s like a dryness in my mouth
sort of like a stress but I don’t know I…don’t know.
I, think I’m asleep or , or am I awake
the curtains are they open
now there’s a lake.
Voices and noises start building to a peak
And crescendo with nothing
please let me sleep.

I know,
Ill think that I’m swimming right out to sea.
Yeah that might help
It might let me ease,
that sense of massive space
but confined in this time to face
like a dome that you always chase
And lay beneath. And just…..WAIT!

Memories then comfort
Like loss and then love
And all the other things
It can make you think OF
As you SPIN and then spin
And believe in the thing
That blew in the wind
And didn’t begin until….

Sleep…arrives in this state of mind
that’s now released …until the next time.










 
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