Phantom pt. III

I woke up from that dream-boat,

the one that held only me and you,

but when I woke up, I did not wake up next to revelation,

nor did I wake up to you,

I was asleep in a bed, disguised as a casket,

It was filled with my attempts to stay grounded–

as my heart filled with ashes.

and when I finally awoke,

You had thithered once more

I found that I had been stripped of dignity’s aspects.

I had been reduced to a silly bore.

I was deep in a sleep that required two,

In that dream, I held you, motionless,

Tears could not fix

that now your body held a hue of black and blue.

You left me to swim back to the shore,

where earlier, together we made promises,

to never stop searching till we discovered more,

but you misplaced me in the crosses.

We did not think to bring reality

and we did not remember to bring sight,

We wanted to find the purpose,

but I guess you brought fright.

and so I woke, my lungs gasping for air,

Looking within me,

I saw nothing

but dust and air.