A Kind of Drowsiness

Dream of stealing the drowsiness from a busy day Running away with them, without the soul’s permission Crimson anger weakens when lights are forced to dim Some unknown shadows nod to dictate their course Life runs away from the conscious valleys towards silly emptiness Excruciating quietness crushes the relevant words As the world seems awake, the confabulating weirdness steals Destinies may be etched, but drowsiness … Continue reading A Kind of Drowsiness