Seconds before I must fall back awake,
To drizzling dreaminess uneasily I sling-shot
my flimsy detaching spiral.
The Snooze Button - a praying mantis.
And I cannot shake away its silent countdown,
The temp-deafened digital laughter.
My eyes - as sore as Romeo's;
A salted ochre sea star Guanatanamo.
And, in dream, the snooze button pounces,
Like The News At Ten:
"Tonight: The World's End.."
"No more weather - ever"
You gift me only lucid, anxious nightmares;
Your sonic rainbow rays pour
primary colours liquid concrete grey,
Coal, charcoal, ash,
Municipal car park green,
Institutional padded cell cream,
And asbestos marine.
I hope no one dedicates a poem to you.
In five minutes time,
You'll press my button again.
A flaying embrace of flailing sunlight,
As golden as swaying moles at the stroke of midnight.
You spill through my eyes you salt plain sorcery,
Enticing wishful mirages of dreaming drowning.