Let me
          dream of
                          beasts
                                    in bed.

Let me
            swallow
                          the blackness
                                            of delusion again.  

Let me
             listen to
                          the
                              quiet sound
of your heart
b
e
a
t
i
n
g

as I
        drift
               off
                    into a
                               land of
                                         perpetual
                                                         tranquility.


Drifting
and
drifting
and
drifting
once
more.

I find


myself



falling


into an



arbitrary



rabid



battle




with

myself.



Falling.





Falling.




Falling.





Falling.




And




then






suddenly




Stop.

No.


I don't wish to stop.


My

eyelids

open

to frantically

scan my

new                                                      surroundings,

                                                                                     that

is yet                                                                                    another



illusion of
                                                                                              myself.



Is this where I belong?




No.





I don't wish to stop.







I don't wish to stop.



I don't wish to stop.






I don't wish to stop



without you.





Don't
         let me  
                   fall
                        until
                                the
                                        placid
                                                 sound
                                                           of
                                                                your
                                                                       heart

b
e
a
t
i
n
g

  

falls flat.