Pantoum 1

Vague memories I had of a dream when

See, I can make this make sense
he came in through that door, armed
reality has a way of coming together sometimes
desperation makes a sweat break out all over
he came in through that door, armed
room, yet without walls, still holds together space
desperation makes a sweat break out all over
that wall, over there, was bright-neon-electric-painfully-red
room, yet without walls, still holds together space
damn glad something was doing its job
that wall, over there, was bright-neon-electric-painfully-red
jarring, shaking, baking, a rude awakening
damn glad something was doing its job
wail of an alarmclock waking me up
jarring, shaking, baking, a rude awakening
frantic to get my head around a space-less room
wail of an alarmclock waking me up
see, I can make this make sense
frantic to get my head around a space-less room
reality has a way of coming together sometimes