[ Featuring School of Seven Bells ]
My sleep burrows me a chain of monochromatic rooms
That jangles in the day and recalls a samey drone
Day has drawn out from the night
What's been lacking in its wage
Reviving eyes that choked the light
With no extraction for the page
I can not seem to remember my dreams lately
If the moon defines the night and illuminates
Without direction
Could the obscured that steered my life illuminate its
Intervention?
I fought so long for an explanation
Planting
The seeds that took root in my mind
Explaining
Into dust what was a lucid situation
And I can not seem to remember my dreams lately
