dreamality

Nov 14, 2006 01:49

an angel sleeps
weightless she snores
ancient smells, they creep
like the antient women, through the hazy stores.

mentally i was not prepared
physically anything seemed possible
months were just time we couldn't share
half gone, feeling such like a cripple.

voices have carried me further
ignorent of this sleeping angel
i beg silence of another
lonliness has always been my hell.

lackadasical dreams falling into me sweetly
my smiles are what completes me
when i have found that piece of reality
to bring into my dreamality.

-tam
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