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