Poem: “Dream Crawler”

Those dream walking affairs 
of my placated mind
teem tender, vicious
long into night

Hypnos, “Repair me,”
I whisper and plead
It seems I am human
and people need sleep

Cradle me infinite
watch what I eat
Restore joy to order
and justice to peace

Banish my enemies
Smile when I dream
Let’s love, you and I
Let’s be a team

Cry when I need to
Rip away at my seams
Rut on me gently
Release my good beast

Unbutton my smile
Ye killer of faith
Unravel my incense
Let consequence await

Move when I mean to
Consider your worth
No skill I allude to
is better or worse

And I know I am alive
when sunset bleeds beneath my eyes
peeling away skin depth’s disguise
I’m as such, for a moment
Not me for foreign ties

Dream Crawler, listen
You’ve been to both realms:
outside and within me
Where does real me dwell?

I do not wake the same
Every day I’m born again
Arisen from the copy
of where I’ve been last,
who I was before — and when

Tethered to the being I was
before I rested my head
wherein good dreams 
eat bad dreams
Or at least that’s what 
the dreams said.