Like lucid dreams entrapped
  within a circlet ornately adorned
   A sweetest love conceived
   but can't be borne
    Trailing feathers
     billowing light as rain
       Starkness in ink
       blot reckless in heavy stain
     Strings strung taut
   attempting to keep all in place
  Dream catcher sways
by the window, free and chaste

People look for the fountain of youth
But I am a fountain of words

I wield them like weapons
They slip from my grip
I spend them like bills
They steep me in wealth
I tuck them in my pockets
They spill from my lips
I give them as gifts
They stick in my teeth
I kiss them on cheeks
They slide down my throat
I stack them on shelves
They pile at my feet
I pack them in boxes
They stain my sheets
I burn them to ashes
They pow-

I hope you get it because
This **** is endless and
I forgot where I was going with this

I wonder if you know
You are sitting on a dream

Carried away
An ocean
Words as thoughts in an endless stream

Whisked away under the spell of darkness
Where twilight is slowly broken
By the shimmering lights of the quiet stars above

A sea of stark diamonds
Waves beneath which you keep
Silently your prayers
Quietly your sleep

You don't know why you are here
Or how you've come to be
Under the light of our ancestors
You've forgotten how to see