I slept so soundly
\nI forgot to wake.
\nThere was no reason
\nto see where my shadow was.
\nYet, no answer to anything
\nin my dreams.
\nThere\u2019s a city in which
\nI\u2019m always lost.
\nA home hidden somewhere,
\nbut never anyone who loves me.<\/p>\n
My beautiful dreams,
\nare daydreams.
\nMake believe with eyes open.
\nBut sleep is a dark avenue
\nwith no address.
\nA lost continent,
\nwithout voices.
\nSometimes, a voice
\nthat tells me riddles.
\nThings I must remember.
\nThat come true.<\/p>\n
Once, my parents
\nin the dream of sleep
\nlooked on,
\nas I played with universes,
\nand were amused
\nwhen I asked,
\nwhat is this?
\nTheir answer, toys
\nfor you to play with.
\nAnd sometimes,
\noutside slumber,
\noutside time,
\nlove words from someone gone,
\nor someone I\u2019ve never known,
\nbut know.<\/p>\n
So, when I sleep,
\neven soundly,
\nI prefer not to know
\nwhere I\u2019ve been,
\nin the riptides of my soul,
\nand look at the toes
\nbeside my bed,
\nand like little puppies
\nwiggle them,
\nand depressed or not,
\ngrin,
\nready to go.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
I slept so soundly I forgot to wake. There was no reason to see where my shadow was. Yet, no answer to anything in my…<\/p>\n