Dreamscape:”Beyond and Within”


What dares a siphon then dies a dramatic flair
They are nothing but skitters after hallowed free-falls
Somnolence; alight from supine feat
This stretch dawdles too much
on the compos mentis to bedim
It grasps to liberate, shatter then fasten
saccharine and bittersweet eventually dulled over
There is no halo bright enough to catch fire
No heat amidst the seams

If this is a sanctuary,
then it is far too malleable, thus
Do not badger the intangible to stake your cause
It is what the despairing does, their highs and lows
flimsy like dew, a quiver to be loosed
Do not stake your cause
for nothing here unbridled the obscure

It is only the tug that sets everything in frays really
To catch motions which slips and blur
and everything will dismantle as bygones
barring this stretch; it stays as if nothing is lost
naught but your wagers that will breathe anew
Skitters after free-falls, time and again
Siphoning in flair to die one last dramatic fall

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