Down into the lake

Down into the lake
Of my consciousness
One can see some fake
Lights made of mess
Drown into my mind
Particles evade
The great "One can find
Pieces of blinking fade".
Fade away, that's what it is
Burnt into the gloomy skies
Of an american night, his
Hands over his dropping eyes.

There was a time
When children could dream
And create little universes made of lime
And of mice screams

There was a time one could just crawl
Until he reaches the bed
Of his parents, owls
And sleep for eternity into the red
Light of happiness
Drowsiness
Being nothing else
Than an atom.
An empty atom.
Waiting for the sun
And the fusion of his body and hers
Having some fun
Loving better.

Being sorry is not enough
So turn of the light
And disappear into  the rough
Blink of an eyesight.

03/11/2014