Sweet excursion
of a winter-heavy sleep:
yesterday I took a nap so deep,
and underwent the sleek coercion
of a voyage to a dream so far away,
that coming up again seemed wrong.
Until I once again began to long
for more of the complete array
and knew I could not stay –
and so began another climb to an incursion
in and to another version
of a winter-heavy waking day.
Someday, I guess, there’ll be a fatal crack
in consciousness’ capacities
to re-invoke the known veracities –
and bring me back.
of a winter-heavy sleep:
yesterday I took a nap so deep,
and underwent the sleek coercion
of a voyage to a dream so far away,
that coming up again seemed wrong.
Until I once again began to long
for more of the complete array
and knew I could not stay –
and so began another climb to an incursion
in and to another version
of a winter-heavy waking day.
Someday, I guess, there’ll be a fatal crack
in consciousness’ capacities
to re-invoke the known veracities –
and bring me back.
.
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