Morpheus
By Peter Scott
Hello kind Morpheus, I
Bid you jolly tidings
Happenings of the world
For which to give birth and rely
How regal you stand!
Bleeding dried blood from your pores
Stationed firmly to lax
I rest for the adventure
Whether hiding from the dogs
Kept out by the disjointed door
Staring at my love
Or searching for a certain dream
One which tells the future
By fables of the past
Always am I merry for
Never have you disappointed
Quenching answers I give day to night
All in a matter of moments
I salute you, dear Morpheus!
For actions silence your critics
Some damn you as a process
While I relinquish all control
Slip from reality
Past sister Insomnia
Into a land
Troublesome only when awakened.
