Dream Wakas – 32

Gasping seems to be My coping mechanism. If I’m struggling To breath then I know that things Around me must be solid.

Dream Wakas – 31

Perhaps it would be Best to feel something for once. Feeling experience / Feeling a touch of the wind / Feeling the tightening cord /

Dream Wakas – 30

Objective: A dream That can take root in my mind And perhaps go on Beyond the moments I lay Catatonic in my cell.

Dream Wakas – 29

My punishment is A taste of the freedom that I deny myself As I chain myself to the Anchor of doom plunging deep.

Dream Wakas – 28

If I am guilty Of a crime against myself The evidence of My wrongdoing will be found Playing over and over In my long recurring dreams.

Dream Wakas – 27

Slow clouds crawl across The unblinking moon’s vision Blinkering it from My night time crimes committed Against myself yet again.

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The making of me, Weak little parts that were stuck Together with glue, Fails now because it’s cold and I’m slowly peeling apart.

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Each diminishing Moment rings even clearer, So simple tonics Mingle into complete chords Of harmonic renditions.

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And I am reborn, Like the Moon each evening, Mirror for the Sun, And bringing a new full night Into which I can retreat.

Dream Wakas – 23

“It’s a morning thought,” A fully clothed rabbit chuntered. I eyed it slowly, Noticing how its grin sloped And fire crackled in its eyes.