Of Sleeping and Dying

Disharmony tinted blond, mars the house My thoughts as cluttered as the mess The sun slips in as I lie on my couch It splatters a gem on my chest: luminosity blessed; lightly touched Yet my fears, they often succeed my hopes A desire, bloodshot cast, disarms: Feel the Winter sky! In the falling snow! Unwind nature’s tapestries like gay yarn, When Spring gates with its soothing charm As the blue-green sea rolls toward the shore And Summer’s white lust cloaks my skin Skin I wish to shed as I did before, When Fall, florid leaves scattering Reveals frigid carved black brown fingering This stirling white light casts its shading; immaculate eve is seeking; It tempts the stars, elfulgence cascading Swivel time passing! So fleeting! Rise! Gander a blithesome spirit leaving!