Wednesday, 1 June 2016

Comatose

I closed my eyes and dreamt

Walked to the edge of consciousness, then leapt

Fell a thousand feet, or rose that much, I forget

Hit neither ground nor sky, into nothingness I was swept


Time made no sense, a false concept

Space felt like an illusion, of any meaning bereft

Seemed like nothing existed, not now nor ever, but yet

Of movement I was aware, and the beats in my chest


Laurels won, wealth amassed, stripped of their worth

Promises made, revenge planned, stripped of their zest

Left with no principle to abide by, no reason to exist

Inside my own dream, I closed my eyes….......

And slept.