27 August 2012
Children fight the light,
Dogs dark and bark,
Dreaming a screaming,
Drink her wink,
Music in your head,
Beats to excite the dead,
Those colours and sounds,
Those anchors and hounds,
The kissed and knives,
The missed and lives,
Drowned in words,
And crowned by birds,
Sniffing flowers,
In technicoloured showers,
To escape it all,
Without the fall,
The silver feather,
The purple heather,
Your golden hair,
As the screaming dreaming,
My beautiful nightmare.
Beautiful Nightmare • Opuss № I