I Wander in my Sleep

I wander, in my sleep,

fly as I weep

I stand, in front

of my grandmothers house,

watching it,

wondering who lives there now

I walk the streets,

like I did when I was a boy,

before I lost my youth,

old buildings, now abandoned,

lives of others, now gone,

haunt this place

I fly, one end to the other,

to those places that I knew

The people I meet,

are all dead and now gone,

Why are they there,

these ghosts in my dreams?

I wander, in my sleep,

stand silent and weep

I look into the dust,

it is still

I see through the windows,

at lost youths reflection

I see the ancient ones

That flew before,

in their visions they saw

their demise and ours

I fly ever forward in search,

of my destiny, I’m sad, I cry,

red the blue air

I dream of long ago,

no tears are there,

I have to go back

I wander, in my sleep,

fly as I weep

© CJ Clark

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