Lucid Dreaming

Posted on 12/21/2011

Here is my soliloquy
The wind carries off each and every word
To a skeleton. Suffering no more.
No promise in a land of broken ambitions
Her audience is emptiness

As the stars fade out to darkness 
No song, no melody, no spirit 
I touch and bleed, a touch of death 
A touch that rots

The tunnel of nightmares and a universe uncanny 
The ambivalence to death yet no release 
But wait. Standstill..

Do you feel it?

Hell.

Envelopes the present and pursues after death

Deafness where there was never sound 
Blindness where there was never sight 
Muteness where there was never speech

And a slip back into life