Waking from a dream. Sit straight up, consumed by darkness. Even in the night, the mind fights to fit the pieces. Why is it so strange to be here in this body? Moments ago, alive. All the sensation without the physical. Are we right here? Or is this another sensory simulation we will wake … Continue reading Waking From a Dream
Tag: Dream
Someone Else’s Memories
Images flash in my head. A passing scene, no explanation. An empty room, a restaurant, a broken car, burning California. The might-have-beens, the never-was. Expectations tepid and contaminated. Eyes shut now were open then. The memory always Midas standards. A mountain top, a valley floor made crystalline in winter. Never made an eye, … Continue reading Someone Else’s Memories
Somnambulist
I'm so tired of dreaming. A second life just as demanding as the first. I just want to lay my head down without having to participate. So sick of this; whatever it is. Parallel universe, or just synapses firing wildly in the night. Sewing crazy tapestries. I never was the type who wanted any … Continue reading Somnambulist
Day Space
We never learned how to follow the stars. We were born in the day, afraid of the dark. Taught one way, denied the other. One point of view blind to another. Never thought to question this infatuation with hiding in plain sight. This constant agrivation, there are no more forevers when the horizon line … Continue reading Day Space
Panic Upon Waking
Loud, crazy scramble. Black symbols on a deep, green background. Pan over, wide focus; it's a dress pattern. Morbid fascinations, like birds and skeletons and trying to build reality using dream geometry. Long lines that never intersect, senselessly impossible angles, flying buttresses 'that won't come down; they just fly away. Winged predator features. Raptor beaks, … Continue reading Panic Upon Waking
No-Good-Bye
I’m right where I need to be, between the devil and the deep blue sea, between the sky above me and the Earth below; I don’t know what I don’t know. I can’t care enough to lie, and I can’t count the times I’ve died a little inside when you walk by. There … Continue reading No-Good-Bye
The Law of Dreaming
You seldom come this low, down below. Where visions show and travelers embrace the smoke. These halls of all that is, has been and ever will be; you lose yourself in me, however temporarily. I hold a mirror to you, when it breaks it shows a shower of unfamiliar faces, each with a fleeting … Continue reading The Law of Dreaming
The Uprising
They're gonna kick you when you're down, they'll try to put you in the ground. 'Cause you've been thinking way too loud and making us all proud; I hope that you can see it now. We put our faith and hope in you, all that we asked was for the truth, of all our lives … Continue reading The Uprising