Its normal for you, natural, easy, thoughtless
For me its like a two headed dragon wolfing
down my Hans Im Gluck burger
Ok, I kid
It’s like a two headed dragon with 5 feet fangs
breathing Extra Hot Nando’s sauce down my throat
I sweat buckets
My pounding heart sounds louder than Metallica
at an indoor concert
And sometimes I feel like I have a protest
rally going on in my mind
All this while lying on my cushiony mattress, on
silken sheets
Ah, the sarcasm of the half empty glass in a
glass half full world
Pills, therapies, Internet articles, mirror
mirror on the wall
All served a limited self on a limited time
stamp
Waking nightmares imagined, not real
Stress the driver of an imagined freight-train
of worry and sleeplessness
And the two-headed dragon grows evermore on
wings of imagined realities
Feeding and slurping away on my beauty sleep
Are they that fictitious- my nightmares?
Or do they tell me a tale I dare not heed
during the day?
A tale of unfulfilled dreams and out of reach
desires
Of purposes undiscovered and of friends who
abandoned
But that’s the story of every life
We are all Shakespearan comedies and tragedies
On stage today and off tomorrow
The peace I seek in sleep is to be found in my
heart and my soul
In knowing that shutting my heart isn’t
avoiding pain, its avoiding love
And that the two headed dragon isn’t the enemy
of my sleep
If I could get past the fire, its only telling
me a hard truth
Life isn’t about sleep, sleep follows life
As I pat the two-headed dragon into the pillow,
we decide to make peace for just this one night
Tomorrow is another day, another hope for dreamlike
living.
