The Amniotic Sea

And from the pain of an empty womb
a dream was fashioned into an empty tomb
Wrought with isolation, it hits me in the heart
and decays my body into a crown of stars.

Times rivers thirsty from remembering
Is it true? Or do I keep forgetting?
Bleed forth your frothy foam
If I close my eyes, I will not die alone.

These misty airs that corrupt my breath
they bore a hole until there is nothing left
Swallow me into your dreams
and carry me home to the amniotic sea.

Backward.

Floating, where my dreams last footsteps fell
Never to be realized, I embrace this hell
We proceed and lose ourselves in time
as I swim from your dreams into mine.