…of Vision

Tiptoeing the fringe
and trying to invoke silence
hope against hope
and rope against rope.

Don’t stir the sleeper,
let the dreams take him instead
and the Eyeless Ones will hear you.

Blame their senses,
lie to their blindness
and mock their deprivation but
never their desperation.

The Eyeless Ones hear you…

Don’t stir the sleeper,
let the dreams take him instead;
let him fall in deeper,
drown him in a spoonful of dread.

The Eyeless Ones fear you
whenever they’re near you
and they listen
and they always, always hear you

(Did the dream end somewhere?)

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