To Vanish In the Fragility of Dreams

If life be such as this a thought, a memory, a timeless intrusion into the mind by its precious well of dreams may I drink from this well before it turns barren and full of stones and could this drink give pause to escape the thirst from a world of wanton dreams so my quenched throat may suffocate the darkness with light found distant when I walk across the shattered shards that fall upon the footprint covered ground filled with fragments of tomorrow's wishes that will vanish in the fragility of dreams 5/18/20 contest in the fragility of dreams