Dream and the Other
Self-contradiction,sudden loss of love, slaughtered sparks of hope…
Sweeping momentum, no return, nor escape,
Too spell-bond to change perspective.
Till you cry, out of a dream.
made beside your new born,
Her empty grip, her giggle, her unconscious smile
Possesses nothing, but worry none.
Wealth, fame, power, lust.
Hatred, jealousy, admiration, or doubt.
Would you put them behind,
As turning over your wet pillow,