Last Nights Dream

 

 

He came from out of a rainstorm
More than halfway through his journey
Holding a piece of broken memory
Pushing it on a gurney
Recalling a single teardrop
A lonely drop he cried
Chasing his favorite sonnet
Hoping it will stay dry
Yesterday coursed through his blood
Letting out a scream
One more chance to dance his dance
One last happy dream
He was
Burdened by the stormy night
Chained to his existence
A broken mind a broken heart
Life in its persistence
His years keep piling running up
He counts down for his last breath
The time of his life is hanging around
With the hour of death
Been running towards it for so long
You can smell it on his clothes
The stench of wind suck to his hair
When from his dream he rose
Time is but a cognitive illusion
A series of frozen moments
Unfolding in chaotic order
You can’t control the slowness

 

 

 

I snapped a photo he didn’t like
Happens all the time
When he looked in the mirror
The face he saw was mine
Did the snapshot capture his image
Or did my camera set him free
Exchange him for a memory
Of who he used to be
But looking at the photo he was just like you and me
Waiting for the moment that time will set him free
And what’s to be shall be
Just another day
What good are photo’s anyway
They only get me pissed
All they do is make us smile
While reminding us we’re missed
Reflecting back we realize
He was dreaming on a whim
Searching for that one person
Who was trying to find him
A bus came by and he got on
Slipped inside the closing door
Please let me keep the memories
So I can dream once more

 

Live and Love in Peace

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