Hoping for good dreams

Finally Sleep Calls

Each Night A New Death

And Life As We Live Awake,

A Martyrdom By The Clock.

We Find Ourselves Here Each Time

Hoping For Good Dreams

And A Better Life

But We Always Remember

Memories Better Than Our

Dreams

Like Sand Dunes Mounting

Making A Hilltop By An Ocean

Of Thought

Memories Make Better Lives

Than Dreams

Standing By For A Poor Imagination

And A Little Extension Of An Excuse

In Still,

Hoping For Good Dreams