Till the End...: Eyelids droop, fingers slow, breathing deepens. Goodnight...
Eyelids droop,
fingers slow,
breathing deepens.
Goodnight world.
Goodnight universe.
Goodnight everything.
Keep me safe,
keep me warm,
keep me from myself.
Dreams call,
fantasies beckon,
“Come here!” they say.
Threatening my sanity
with their overwhelming loveliness.
“Stay here!”…
Till the End...: Infinity
I could fill the universe with all the things I think,
all the wonderful nonsense,
all the philisophical bullshit,
all the disturbed curiosity.
It fills my head with dancing images,
nostalgic memories,
careful questions,
and general blurbs of thought.
And this is why I am amazed by the…











