A dream with a mirage quality tonight

grasping to reach water and end the thirst.

Crows flying ready to feast on death and fright
enter the garden of Eden and follow first-

Forbidden fruits beckons the deep hunger.

Sand fills the mouth and speechless voice
reaching hands towards sky; clouds with anger
muddled head. Wrong steps to the pit-wrong choice.

Wavering eyes stir emotions into sand-

leave the place. The beautiful sights poisons slow-
venom leeches into the blood and get to land.
Thirst forgotten. Thread away from the well’s flow.

The poisonous words sting like defending bees.

Escape dream, haggard breath open eyes lose reality.