Sleepy eyes,
Distant skies.
Nothing can stop me
From drifting off to
A dream of an abyss.
Free of drivel and waste,
It’s the only place
That offers peace.

At times it gifts me
With wild corners of my mind:
Short lived adventures, and poetic wishes…
They never have enough time.
I try to remember the little things
That I may have missed,
And smile back on memories
That do not exist.