my dreams

Could be like an ocean

In the sweltering sun

Under an awning 

To become undone

Could be like hawaii

All starlight lit

With a caravan in a field 

And a pint of bitter

Could be a way

For the world to know 

Itself and to then

Reap to sow

Could be like an oven

Chock full of cakes

Bitter and sweet

Just the smell of the bake

Could be like a window 

On times gone past

What did we say?

To the weariedass. 

Where was the mercy?

When will be the dawn. 

When is the next 

Cosmic yawn.. 

. 

Oh sleepy life

I came and I went 

My alarm clock is ringing 

Let open the steaming vent.