A Phantasmal Whimsy

A thousand white-hot burning suns

Explode behind my eyes.

So suddenly I start awake,

And gasp in my surprise.

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The ceiling melts away from view,

Exposing stars so bright;

Leaving behind a rainbow ghost

Of shimmering spectral light.

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The blazing comets trace their paths

Across the open sky;

And as they crash, I lie in bed

And watch them brightly die.

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Ancient oaks spring from the earth.

Their limbs reach out to me.

Their linen leaves rustle about

As floor gives way to sea.

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I roll and rock upon the waves;

I’m cast this way and that.

I sail past giant sea creatures

And tip my pirate hat.

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An earthquake shakes the ocean brine

And stars fall down like rain.

The neon sea of wistful sleep

Soon takes me down again.

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I lie inside my darkened room

And stare up at the moon.

She paints me in her silver light

As nightjars sing their tune.

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I close my eyes but still I see;

My waking dream goes on.

And so I sleep and dream some more;

Until my night is dawn.