Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.

Saturday, January 4, 2014

death dream

when i have my dream of death
i don't see you guys in it,
nor her,
just the blackness
from my past morphing back.
and it'd eat me for sure,
sure as the bees die
in the urban wilderness
of those abandoned places up north
farther north than i've ever been.
i see my birthday
in the crunch of the abyss come and go
and nothing's there
for us.
around the jungle gyms of my past
the faces come and go
and i go around and around with them

what a fearful dream,
but the thing is,
i haven't had it