"There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams"
"What seems is not always as it seems"
Orchestration
Sitting up in my bed
Beading sweat rolling down my face
I hear the music
I see the band
Cold darkness surrounding me, an envelope of containment
Reaching down for my own silver flute
Magically beautiful rich tones filling condensed air
Can this be?
I shake my head, my musical beauty disappears, I am alone – I am awake.
Beading sweat rolling down my face
I hear the music
I see the band
Cold darkness surrounding me, instruments down --Silence
Swishing movement, bulging eyes upon me as the conductor
Turning to me, pale white, opening wide, cavern mouth,
Encapsulating me, red sponge tongue.
I shake my head, I am alone – I am awake.
Beading sweat rolling down my face
Cold darkness surrounds me
I hear the music
I see the band…
"There are sleeping dreams and waking dreams"
"What seems is not always as it seems”
4 comments:
ah well done here - this flows and brings me to a place I have lived!
making your own kind of music!
interesting how being the focal point can twist our psyche!
oh i like this! what is real and what is not...
I love this post, it almost makes you believe there's something magical behind the curtain of life.
"I shake my head, I am alone – I am awake." - awesome
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