the dream

Sun Tone

sometimes

watches me

through her

shadow veil.

 

I smile,

pretend to exist,

 

hope she believes

in the lie I’ve created.

 

bright fantasy

eclipses real sobriety;

 

something spongy

to bite on until

the screaming pain

fades to sleep.

 

eyes close.

eyes open.

 

dream

never ends.

Reviews

[roarke]

that dimensional edge between sunlight and shadow... ah there's the magic....

the dream never ends— but that's exactly it's purpose....

you've stirred the cauldron, breathed the vapors, gritted the teeth and expelled the diluted myths all to render to the finest state of distillation the essence of creativity.
It's raw and sublime at the same time and you MB have shown us all the way.
Bravo.

[Christopher 'Windstorm'..]

Speaks not sleeker

[Christopher 'Windstorm'..]

Love it! It sleeker of dark plasure and yet at the same time of how light. Is there but only superficially there. It was a pleasure to read

[Robin]

aye