Is it a flash of a dream
Or is it a memory
Trying to recall current unfolding events
Knees stuck to my chest
But there is still a piece missing
That Worries me
The frailty of reality
The liquid nature of perception
I reach out, but can not grasp
Fragments of memories,
reality and perpections
Bickering with echoes of the soul,
rocking and rolling in the midnight
solitude-bench dolmen-realms of love,
dream of life a night terror,
bodies turned to stone as heavy as the moon
