All in all
Or so it seems,
I do strange things
When in my dreams.
I talk to people
Long since dead,
Then wake suddenly
Because they've said....
"I'm watching you
Whilst you are awake,
I'm waiting for the day
Your soul I'll take"
The sweat sodden pillow
Beads upon a furrowed brow,
Heart rapidly beats
Short of breath, and how.
Death is coming to us all
This fact a blood curdling scream,
None of us immortal
One can only dream.
Jim Stark RIP
Somewhere in England
2017
