4 Am Dream

Loss in indigo darkness distress coursing through my being shattered images flowing changing confusion not understanding what was seen blueberry muffins sticky and hot one dozen found and one dozen lost seeking in freezers cluttered and cold perpetrator missing unable to find Angels are watching with distressing concern some trying to save and some trying to condemn sharp points of doctrine tempered by love intervention desired seeking to save opening my eyes into gray gloom smart clock has no answers only the time not understanding laying awake dawn is long coming wanting to sleep memories disturbing keeping sleep at bay guilty parties known becoming unknown somehow are morphing in flowing change the guilty are changing in monstrous ways closing my eyes and seeking relief wishing the dream would just fade away accusing accusations of violating innocence abusing another to seek personal gain oh what is it that lurks in dark of night twisting the darkness into half remembered dreams is it external or part of me feasting on fears in dark of night opening drawers and within them searching for missing muffins somehow astray wondering why who stole them away perhaps already consuming forever lost away time slowly passing and staring at the walls clock has no answers but I have not sought perhaps there is wisdom in its artificial ways casting aside all hope of the night rising up in dark of night running away from dreams that I had seeking the light to be found elsewhere as dreams shatter and then fade away