Friday, September 5, 2003

idlip
imago

Neither awake nor asleep
Dwell somewhere in between
Neither someone nor something
Be it life, alone -- I walk it
Half real, half fancy

A million tonight
A million to fight
A million to light
A million is right

Yonder wails
On my sleeves
In the arms
Of make-believe
Sleep will set you free
The arms of make-believe
In the arms of let-me-be

Abide by a dreamer's flight
A cheater, misfit on high
Alone in landscapes
Periwinkle skies
A worried pretender
Passes me by

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