Dreamscape 1.0
Another crumbling dreamscape looms ahead of me--a shattered legacy of ruined planning...
and the softly whispering winds come;
Dark secrets and secret darkness along
for the ride...but i never falter...never hesitate.
I move along with it all, through light...
through darkness...and everything that lies in
between with gritted teeth and held breath;
and i manage to keep the Secrets of Dreaming
even the not-so-secret ones!
I wander a world of memory and dream-
of everything I've ever held close...
and everything I've pushed away in fear;
and relive agonizing decisions over again,
like some horrid, sepia home movie...
but through it all runs a silver thread
of laughter...sometimes like gossamer...
sometimes like viciously barbed wire,
but there......always there.
Everything I encounter in every world now
is judged and measured by this thread
of laughter...caressed by a lovers' touch;
or tooth ravaged like some fallen pack thing;
but always and eternally changed...
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