Sweet Dreams


Animation short circuited

Fig leaves on the floor

Heads sleep beneath marbled pillows

Atop empty costumes they once wore


We refuse to share fate

With this vortex of slumber

Refusing empty Faith:

The cattle call of the numbers.


Quietly, we discard

Unrestrained, it slides

Slowly, like shy lovers

We lift the veil and step inside






"The veil will be lifted by the hands that wove it."  Khalil Gibran