Ceiling

I turn the music on  
And the lights off
I try to write a poem  
My ink lights up on the wall  
  
Finally silence in my brain  
I take moments away  
To remove the ceiling and dive into the ocean above  
   
Wind replaces the fan  
Leaves fall on my bed  
Some flowing down in and out of streams of moonlight  
Before they finally hit the floor  
   
The dots in the sky then connect back into a cage  
There's no longer laugh lines on my eyes    
Just wrinkles on my face  
   
The moonlight fades  
Silence turns back into screams  
Reality kicks in  
Hopefully the leaves are still on the floor.. at least.