The blazing dawn touches my window
Igniting the dreams
and unmasking the night
The silhouettes creep from wall to wall
Struggling then vanishing
Dancing into memory
Fingers
to the glass
I contemplate the release of these unarmoured dreams
The shadow of a man in my favourite chair
And
no one above suspicion
Even I am no stranger to fiction
Struck down by the silence of truth
The conspiracy of time and the blending of the days
I double-crossed
the bridge between our worlds
Of reality, of dust
Stolen glimpses of the surrounding islands
Visions beyond the shattered
horizon
The golden shore where you stand in the light
Blowing a kiss to the fractured night
