I am a walking dreamer
with night vision as lovely as the unreal.
Cats don’t meow silence the way
my subconsciously sleek stroll becomes paced.
In rhythm I awake, chaos is gone and in the ticks of time
I again re-enter my body.
eris stimmung
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/i-am-a-walking-dreamer/
