I lay my head, drifting....
To the land of dreams
A paradise of endless creating
A temporal displacement of the seams

A world of no boundaries
Plains of expansive imagination
Diving into an array of stories
A creative imagination invasion

Transcendent angels, greasy ghouls
Some dreams amazing, others well...
Nightmares trap our souls
Until an otherworldly bell tolls

Jarred and torn awake
Morning time already
Wishing it all fake
Missing my world of confetti