Sleep Well

Dreams; Poetry

The delicate

destruction

of leaves beneath

my feet

causes me to recall

a dream

where all around

silence stands

and reason falls.



Down and deep

shadows lie

and I am alone there

my eyes

wondering over criss-crossed

thoughts long forgotten

never

measured by cost.



Spent and gone

wafting

on an invisible breeze

dancing

past the place

that echoes with goodbye

in words never

understood

as I refused to cry.



Heartbreak is a waste

just like

time not used for

honest

endeavors sure to aid

those most

needy of good fortune

and dwelling

on memories meant to fade