I just want to

Take off my mask for a bit

And feel

How it feels

To be me

Sometimes, the ocean is like a soft blanket.
How deep it is varied in your dreams
And the gentle waves may lull you to sleep.
It's comforting to think that you're not drowning.

I built a fortress for my soul
a place where no one else can go
to keep me safe from everyone
a place where I can be alone

but now that no one else is here
I am alone with all my fear
and in my fortress where I hide
there is a monster
deep inside

The story of a Poet,
more tragic than his words

What then in fact his deeds conscript
—his writing leaves infirm  

(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)

From here to eternity,
breakfast to lunch
The distance bespoke,
new hole card to punch

As yards change to meters,
fruition in sight
All travel inherent
—day changing to night

(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)

Bethinking

The blossom

The flourish

Hitherto the withering

One backward glance

Time ravages beauty