Death Comes Near (+4)

On a silver platter

 of broken dreams

Your nature changes,

as death comes near

The buffet wanton,

a dessert of fright

Served incarnate

—café of tears

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

In The Distance

Wishes from the mountaintop,

dreamers from beyond

Shadows in the wind

—trapped in memory’s song

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

Sleeping Dogs

North Jersey woman,

South Jersey heat

Your past in abeyance

—dark memories to sleep

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

The Demon's Torch

You’re desperately lost,

 writing your way into the madness

Each word a false beacon,

your hopes to decry

You’re desperately lost,

searching the caves of your memory

Delusion the caretaker,

your verses to lie

You’re desperately lost,

as every voice now deserts you

Time running backwards,

the heat turned up high

You’re desperately lost,

as the Sirens misguide you

The torch of the demon

—burning darkly inside

(Dreamsleep: February, 2020)

The Sky Opens...

Like an exiting wind,

voices leave from within

As the feelings impart,

verbal memories embark

A last spoken refrain,

to escape unrestrained

As the sky opens wide

—Heaven's breath to provide

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2020)