O' pitiful tangle of dreams gather
Cozy in sweet dream corner
Hidden in my drowse room
Tonight is it's own creation
Cryptic within the shadows of night
In to the out sandman fade
Betraying no emotion
Whilst' wind is howling
The continuance of imagination rush
Cloud dreams dash past
As my slumber well
Life spins fast across the night sky
Within me mind is my vision
Quiescence in the diameters of infinity
Deep within pressing mind
Sleep forthwith howbeit' eyes shut
© daniel miltz
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