Dr. Cambridge
07-22-2010, 09:54 PM
They weren't my dreams,
But they were chasing me all night long.
Swirling into my sleep like autumn leaves,
Opening up pages of perspective on subliminal screens.
Unusual and invented names strewn across my mental landscape,
Clever and odd conversations appearing from behind bookcases.
I don't have these kind of dreams,
Perhaps they've escaped from the internet?
But they were chasing me all night long.
Swirling into my sleep like autumn leaves,
Opening up pages of perspective on subliminal screens.
Unusual and invented names strewn across my mental landscape,
Clever and odd conversations appearing from behind bookcases.
I don't have these kind of dreams,
Perhaps they've escaped from the internet?