A Bugged Life

Here’s another little something I wrote back in the days when I was inspired to really do poetry. I forgot why exactly I wrote this. Must have been an emotional tidal wave that hit me then. Anyway… here’s my art, 5 years ago.

Once, But Only Once

to all dreamers

Once, but only once at night
I dream to wake in sober delight,
To smell sheltered flowers
And chase the flight of birds.

Once, but only once at dawn
I impose my soul in helpless fright,
To ask for endless mercy
And cry tearless tears.

Once, but only once at day
I forget the night and her fragile dismay,
To smell real flowers,
To cry real tears.