Thread bare linens clinging - drooping despair
awakened upon a presence lurking in the dark
clutch to the warm canine bodies around me
lenses refocus through the darkness to the figure
the suffering dripping from abysmal robes
surely i'm still dreaming
the focus was to hold the content of the dream
to the place where i collect memories
slipping slipping again back into the dream
away from the lurking figure that blinked
out of my chambers ...
burnt sage is my ally, smokey fingers reaching the corners through the hall
still the dream in the limbo of murky waters stirring below me
i feel it but can't sketch out the shapes
like the observed particle in quantum physics
changing its behavior
the dream has lost its definition and
melted back into the gooey glass sea of formless adventures
