In my dreams
I see other sides
To the world we live
Filtered in the lids of my eyes

In those dreams
We're caked in mud hardened by time
As we crawl the land
Like we're strong and fine
But we're brittle like castles of sand

I dream that we saw each other
Our true state and not the lies
And we broke that outer crust
Scooped it out of our eyes
Shedding layers of dried mud
chipping it from our thighs
cracking like dried blood
dropping the rotting guise

I dream that we stood exposed
just skin and bones
Tender and bruised
raw in smooth softness
the water our thirsts embraced

But as my dream continued
the rising sun reddens
as it burns we're separated
the outer crud resurfaces
Into that world we're refabricated
re-skinned by the mud that hardens
in my dream we're ill fated

Sam@081017