in a few months…

dreams keep us warm
deliver us from the boredom of reality

yet they trick and we
hold on..but who can really blame?

happy thoughts make us fly
places unimaginable…
without fantasy, we are sunk down to the depths of life’s muck

left alone to come up

                alone.

is that even possible?
may never find out…

sleep comes easy
sleep comes quick
sleep invites me over to lay with him
i cannot help but follow…

need his seduction stories of fantasies fulfilled
in slumber
to finally breath
          into
      life
this
    very
         second.