Am I Dreaming?

That sweet poison

Why does it haunt us?

Falling, always falling

Falling and flailing

Or am I dreaming?

 

A blindfold our ecstasy

Our saviour from life

That real, oh so true, life

Truer than that lie

Or am I dreaming?

 

We, yes we – not only I;

Dancing on those feathers

Drifting oh so innocently in the wind:

We are enslaved by our hauntings

Or am I dreaming?

 

~ Jordan Strobach-Morris, 07.08.2015

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