Miscellaneous:

[Happenstance]

the reluctance of dreams

Spontaneous combustion elapsing throughout space's infinite time
from the panoramic view of a weathered, rust-colored eye,
I follow the restless, yet enervated movement of my body,
as it's being chased in tandem by a sorrowful mind.

They try to move capriciously beyond this natural space,
beyond the perceived reality of this realm's current place.
What once was a macabre, rain-soaked tragedy on screen,
slowly becomes a mixture of thoughts never more serene.

The stuggle still constant as I attempt and I plea,
though the shadowy darkness still holds fast to me.
It's so close, right there, waiting ready for me to find
my astral body that sleeps calmly, breathing just behind.

On this plane I leave suffering, all my ailments deceased,
while worry of the unknown is replaced and relieved.
In one ear I hear sympathy, the whispers from unknown skies,
in the other the Sandman, his sweet words closing my eyes.