Lost and Found

a dream creeps sultry while I sleep whispering a balmy breath hints seductions unintelligible invitations to a lazy labyrinth where the lost prowl reach awkwardly for themselves there in its midst we are born only to return again and again I had escaped that muted maze where amplified admonitions suffocated me but still the glorified guilt of my own inert inventions haunts until I reluctantly return naked as I was at first to find the peace which was always there within