Dream Natives

dream natives

craving a little slice of death,

all day pining for your sweetness.

solace, peace, disturbed terrors,

a tiny taste of the big sleep.

grand introduction to the mare

riding heavy upon the chest.

catnap, daydream, doze, beauty siesta,

not the sweet peace i seek to test.

tangled locks matted, braided,

tossed and turned till dreams are faded.

seeking deep night conscience money,

remembered lucid in blood and honey.

frozen deep in time swimming under

phantasmagoria fantasy, illusions thunder.

sitting supine, inducing the blasphemous

held down, drowning in full paralysis.

addicted, seduced by truth’s quest.

grabbing the ghost as it presses my chest,

controlling fear. i know you now, so take my hand,  

teach me of your dark hidden land.

swarming superorganism through time,

the hive still follows the queen.

escaping the balling supersedure sublime,

nasonov thinks you have found the elephant, the bee.

swarm traps queen juice slightly smoky,

marked, cloaked, and colored brightly.

errily piping heard too late to stop thelytoky.

eusocial dreamweaver waggles the quitter vividly.

staring into five pixelated fisheyes shameless,

hypnagogic tiger leaps from chest breathless,

feeding on royal jelly and craving pomegranate.

stung a second before waking drones swarm free.

sweet catharsis, dreamed inception rebirthed through venus.

sleep is timeless, yet divides it,

night and day.

apes death, yet prevents it,

wake.

sleep is now our resistance,

poetically moving us forward,

consolidating the past,

activating the course for the hive.

agitating politics,

in sleep all drones are similar.

monetizing the quotidian,

dreams are truth and justice,

dreams are perversions shared.

now we wander in visions together,

trusting dream natives waking truth scheme,

a thousand nights and all we do is dream.