In night time
The quiet storm is outside the bedroom window
The settled sleeper sleeps on the stolen bed
Adrift of the dreams of furnishing stop
The molten lava of alighted upon wisdom
Sale after sale after sale and restless patterns
Like a cross stich in the handmaid’s tale of desire and dreams…
In daytime
The blazing sun is fragmented upon the homes of the passengers
Players in the game of the State’s weekly confusion
People with delusions need not enter
The hourly draw and competition to see who is the best.
Actors with women in dresses, targeted stresses in bank accounts
A small amount to charity feels just right
It’s time to feel more values to adjust to the correct voltage and light.