Dreamer? What do you see, there,
within your pain of glass?
As you take your naps?
Do you see horrors? And hopes?
Do you feel shudders
wrack your soul? Do you fly
everyday to escape your panes?
Dreamer? How do you feel, there,
within your shatter-fused soul?
Do you wish you were whole?
As you deliver your fragments
to us all? Dreamer?
What have you wrought?

Erin Elizabeth Kelly-Moen
© Copyright 8/28/04