Dream Guardian
Caught adrift
In insomnia’s hazy grip
Wishing for sweet sleep
Perchance to lazily dream
Along with Bard’s creations
As we share their reflection
Complicated false histories
Bitter scalding dark mysteries
Salt wounded by tragedies
Taunted by ill luck
Trapped by feverish fairy folk
Tricked by peevish Puck
Or do you run in fear
From Caliban’s violence
Outbursts born
From indifference
Dark lonely silence
Only your dream state will tell
But insomnia blurs the way
Lest we enter that dream world
To see where they play
Dream Guardians
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