Dreamless

 Sleeping,
          dreams elude me.
I know they are there
        waiting
 always waiting
                just outside
my unconscious drift

Waking,
       I am awash with 
 layers of visions
        pushing
 always pushing
                just outside
my periphery
                just outside
my reach

Dreams taunting my pen
       haunting my keyboard

Fleeting wisps
    hoping to be caught
    longing to be inked
               or typed
               or spied

And sometimes
              only sometimes
      touching paper.

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(c) 2012 Norman Dziedzic Jr.