Being awake in the dreary dream I started to look for the seam I knew it was there; It had to be Yet no zipper appeared And no thread was left free Nothing would unravel the dream The world might be Panic caught me in the chest It was blinding, and I forget the rest I think there was fire, a great blaze of heat Smoke engulfing me in a wreathe Coughing and choking Yet I couldn’t seem to untangle The seathing wires above my head