I lay. I dream. And in my dreams I see
the core of self that peering back describes
the perimeter of mind that seems to be,
the inner eye that ghoulishly confides
the mouthless murmurings that no one sees.
This is the spaceless place I long to be,
obliterating mountains as I move
through time and space and all eternity.
Here I go and lay all fears to waste,
to wrap about the mantle of my creed,
the blanket of my song, this crownless night
of all that I could ever truly be.
No one knows the things here I can see
but in my mind now I am truly free.
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