Ode to Dream
O dream! Why do you scratch my footsteps-
The way a lame walks on?
Oh dream! Why do you veil in my heart-
The way sun hides in the stomach of night?
Oh dream! Why do you write lyrics in my eyes-
What I can't even see?
Oh dream! Why do you create dead terror-
In my mind that's an alarming bee?
I don't like your motion..
I don't like your notion..
I don't like your metal block..
I don't like your buzzing clock.
You please never come to me-
Like the figure of a bare straight.
I want to open your invisible elegant gate.
You never come to me like a mirror,
So why do you unlock your eyes-
And create such a horror?
My chunky gaze and visible many ways,
Create nothing but the horrid noise.
You were in my fancy-
So that you could come to me as radiant brave.
But at last I find myself in your spark like a slave!