the price of dream
the price of dream
to clutch the ragged fragments of dreams upon waking
desperately diving the depth of sleep seek some return
searching the frantic remnants while they are breaking
binding the gaps that are cleft as broken wishes yearn
lying sleepless in the deep night seeking to put in order
pages torn from fact and fiction scraps blowing in wind
reckless random ideas creep crossing the sealed border
bereft of touch and friction slip and slide as they bend
a moment of time now missing eyes blinking unseeing
will a heart to go back to repeat a mantra’s repetition
stilling a soft sibilance hissing of the essence of being
building of a black upon black to define the definition
awakening to a bright sunlight pushing last night away
lose old thoughts as one might dangers put on display