Absent

Absent of you from bed
You do not stray far from my thoughts
I wake and call
Your voice is there
Missing you
Being together
Missing you
Together again
Soon

Prophet

Go beyond the dream
Return to reality
Have I become a prophet
for what I have seen
I have felt too much
I have done too much
to turn away from this
The path reveals itself
further and further
with each passing hour
Behind closed eyes
the form appears
the vision takes life

In Brief

Ghostly skin
I wear it so easily
Draped upon my arm

Burning light from the omniscient eye
known by so many names
through all of our existence

Your voice still sings for me
Your words still hang in air
You have become part of me

Dreams torn apart
rearranged
such strange beasts

Reaching for a hand
Finding it
Holding it
Asking where is
the destination

Primitive beneathe our civilization
Proud creatures of the Earth
Have we forgotten our nature

Restless sleep in summer heat
Whirring fan
Open window
Restless people of a burning city

A bud blooming
Fiery red
Unruly flower
What can be done
Memory and shadow
A haunted image

Fragments
Words tossed
and left
Create meaning
from nothing

We hold our secrets like children.

Imperfect union of imperfect people
A history of the world in one sentence

In my sleep I dreams
In my dreams I live
In the lives of my dreams
I become the ideal
of what I have always desired

Preferred Permutation

Breakfast the morning before the world ended/changed