i float through woven silk dreams
my eyes wet with fumbled static
falling, dripping down my cheeks.
i open my eyes to drawn stars above
the void holding me aloft in a hug
this is safe. this is home.
i look down on my tiny marble world
a swirl of blue and green, swashed with white
a tiny marble lost in something greater.
i don't want to wake up
from this honeysuckle dream
and go back down to my miserable marble.
why can't i just stay with the stars?
i don't want to remember that i am human
for in dreams i am eternal.