Disquiet’s rumble strains suffered intense,
floating notes’ birdsong to salvation spent,
forgotten in precedent nestled allure,
recovered in mythical dream.
Strangers penetrate unripened flesh,
tormented sacred by unfriendly hands as secreted harmony
shakes ’neath my bed.
Blinking sad minutes stretch
like crying stars, careless to lie in shattered
Morning breathes chance to see portal
green eyes waking to greet me, I know I’m alive.