Sensing The Dream

I chased after a dream that was not mine to behest
The repercussions of which have been so hard to ingest
Reality exploded inwards, bursting the idyllic existence
Stripping to the bone any vestiges of resistance
Without the forethought of building emotional defences
I remain as a spectral spirit, ravaged of all five senses

During the blackest of nights I searched in the shadows
Scanned frozen deserts and long barren meadows
Scrutinized the depths of an acidic blue ocean
Inspected stagnant rivers no longer in motion
Hunted for a glimpse of your love left behind
Regarding the future through eyes utterly blind

Held up my hands to feel a non-flowing breeze
Pushed my fingers into soil containing only disease
Touched the ghost image burnt on celluloid
Stroked the curves of a memory I try to avoid
Massaging the thoughts of what you've become
Fondling emptiness with fingers now numb

Crunching the splinters of an old bleach-dried bone
Chewing the gristle from a bird that has flown
Ripped the flesh off a dream's rotting carcass
Swallowed down remnants of a now shattered life-glass
Lapped up the liquid from a pool of dried bloods
Experienced nothing with corrupted taste buds

Tested the air for just a trace of your perfume
Desperate for the scent of your new nom de plume
Sniffed up the stench of my festering illusions
Inhaled the bouquet of the paranoid delusions
Your fragrant odour becoming hallucinatory
Just a fading remembrance to my olfactory

Listening for the whispers of any leftover passion
Hearing only the echoes of your mistaken compassion
Eavesdropping in on to ancient conversations
Overhearing the truth with growing realisation
Oblivious at the time to my lapsed comprehension
Deaf within the silence of grandeur pretension

The lesson has been taught, trust only tangibility
Ignore future daydreams and their tenuous fragility
Accepting only that which appears in naked reality
No future dalliances with perceived congeniality
Live life in harsh daylight, no more chasing of thread
Walk on with the thunder, leave light footprints instead

Waggy  24.06.2012