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Somnia

usurp reality and make believe
the unicorns and honey bees
let the fireflies flit and light
forget about that disasterous night
when the sun died and the sea dried
and no cow jumped over the moon

the great oak falters, creaks and sighs
the branches, decaying,
drown out the cries
of birds, of saplings
now naked and alone
sobbing tear drops that are not their own

the stars, like sequins
adorn this mess.
glinting so carefully,
yet it's all useless.
the sky has fallen to the ground
the work of time has been unwound.
Dinosaurs and creepers now ravage the land,
what used to boast forest is all but sand.

the curtains, drawn back
disturb wretched slumber
relief floods the gates
towards which you lumber
unconsciousness gone
reality, in stream
consciousness restored
it was only a dream.