Ivory Gates Of Slumber

May 31

“When met with a real-life problem not yet solvable,

I would sleep on it,

As I would always wake up with a solution”

I tend to put more effort into my success in my lucid nightmares,

The lucid nightmares that have continuity across slumbers,

Than in my slightly more sluggish real life

Because it’s like viewing an alternative universe of it

A preferred alternative universe through a spyglass

As it illustrates to me the lucid insanity of my creativity

Of what could’ve been

And what can’t ever be

And yet here I am, behaving lethargic and aimless

So what’s so wrong with being in a state of idlesse?

Well the lack of ambition has become an infected abscess

As now it’s causing me to be way too fucking restless

Sometimes I gotta close my eyes, take a step forward, and egress

So I have to trust in myself or some diety and not spiritually repress

It’s okay, there’s no need to be so wild and reckless

As I’m utterly nervous about that potential emotional regress

Sometimes I can’t help but look back and senesce

So it compels me to miss the childish serenity of recess

It’s that I just got comfortable with the silence I guess

As the mundane moments can leave me feeling somehow soulless

I’m still clearly an annual and hourly work-in-progress

So I drown in my thoughts and pace myself into a complete mess

I’m sorry, I didn’t intend to misconstrue or depress

As in you, I found a heartbeat idyllically embraced by calmness

I might burn some candles and let the studio luminesce

So when in Rome, there are tears for things, but I digress

I’ll take each new day one breath at a time and finesse

As the mundane moments with you taught me to flourish nevertheless

It is almost as if I live two separate lives

One when I’m resting and the other when I’m awake

So it’s hard to pass through the ivory gates of slumber

As I do wake up with both solutions and regrets

From both sides of our realities

And it leaves me asking if I am dreaming of him

Or if he is dreaming of me

Or if we are both dreaming of each other

Looking for answers to problems not yet solved

By living paradoxically and vicariously

Through what we reveal to each other

Echolocate