Dead Zones

Of sleep it can be said  
Dreamless states beyond life,  
Experiences of the damned  
Sequentially unfolding in rifes.  

Plethoric memories  
Processes in dark trance,  
Endemic visions  
In brain waves steeped by romance.  
 
Yet sleep that feels real  
Often is enhanced by beliefs,  
As though the blanks also feel  
Part of currents and realities motifs.  
 
Sometimes the waves aren't yours  
But, an overlay of anothers theta  
Waves of awareness,  
Gone away to forgotten input data.