Time,
the moving image
of eternity

Having no
beginning
and no end

Confounding
every mind
that begs to question

Shaping
all there is
within its bend

(Dreamsleep: May, 2021)

While lilies are asleep
Her dream has taken its wings
A promise of spring

Trudging through murky waters
It reaches up to my ankles
I know it goes deeper
But I'm waiting for the reaper
I feel it creeping up my legs, creating slippery tangles
My wet hair clinging to me in mangles
I slowly get pulled down
Waiting for myself to drown
Devoid of emotion
I'm pulled into an ocean
I feel nothing anymore
My feet are sore
From walking on this slippery floor
Please stop the pain
Before I go insane
8/5/21