Your dreams are not dead, perhaps they’re just sleeping… dead sea dreams still float abound… around the currents of debris, life’s deep vulgar sea… I see through this phantom of sleep, dark as day, noon as night… it beckons my name, goddess take flight, I know it’s late but you will be ok… stay a while in the comfort of dreams, come I beg… Ember awoken me, now awake… I stay.

[2014]