Prologue to a Dream

 
I evade the falling fragments
In the prologue of reveries
As I brace for solid ground
And the agony
I’ll surely meet

Shards glitter without care
Brazen in their fall
Torn from the panes
That once cradled their sheen

Gaping windows
Peer helplessly
From above

At the sinking spectacle
The mindless
The wasteful
Unraveling

And the dark feeds
Upon this harrowing leap
As a bottomless vacuum
To which
My limbs
Adhere

Reveries consume
My juvenile frame
Until I am hoisted high
By the fish hooks of day