The Dream Poem by Pete O'H

i lie awake and dream
the most fantastic reality
ever conceived
--
day is darker than white
and blinding is the night

loud noises | are deafening silence
a scream: an explosion of | quiet

i know (where i am, but i wish to be lost
im trying hard to not find) the way out

i could lock the door, [simply by opening it
but ]ive found the key, and i wish i had i(n) t,

maybe all i have to do
to find, stay, or escape here is
fall a sleep
and stay a
-
wake