Dreams       These dreams lie in state 
A coffin 
A casket 
Restrained Burgundy velvet 
One man funeral for abstract musing 
35 millimeter optical collusion 
Between the here and now 
And the then and yesterday 
My dreams are dammed 
Infected with moments molested by 
Nooses and knives gasoline neckties 
My dreams strung up 
My dreams under solitary cofinement 
Dreams shackled to bloodbourne riots 
Jailbreaks at daybreak inmates running for the wall 
My dreams reject inward smiles and outward gestures 
Dreams with with flesh and blood bogeymen 
Killers who assassinate character 
Tell me where dreams go to die 
Tell me where dreams go to die 
Dreams die when nightmares are born....  |