Why do I dream most of monsters?
A nightmarish cycle,
perfidious progress,
machines & systems seducing my sleep,
my mind effete; why can\'t I salaciously dream
of your tangled, dark hair
& honeyed hazel eyes.
Why is sleep a place of darkness?
Circumvented only
when I open my eyes to you.
I\'ve started to dream in poems,
but I can\'t remember them when I wake.