Halls of the Dark Muse

Worlds Inside Me

When I close my eyes
new worlds come alive
not like dreams
that flit through the mind
but visions seen
playing along the back of my eyelids
my own miniscule movie screens
awake
while I watch
how I long to trespass
into those distant places
but like wishes and rainbows
always just out of reach
perhaps they are the cities built
by those microscopic
invertebrates who swim
within my blood stream
they appear world building
behind my eyes.