Deep

Disappear in dreams

1 min readMar 13, 2020

I slip and slide into sleep,
Then disappear in dreams,
Like a diver in so deep,
Nothing’s as it seems.

Are these mere illusions?
Or truth that I can’t see?
As I fly into the storm,
Who is really me?

Born and predicated,
On thoughts, fears and ideas,
And some dedicated,
To certain of my peers.

Wading through the jungle,
Sinking in the slime,
Up so high, I can fly,
Watching the pantomime.

My belief that a leaf,
Is green and grey and red,
Is all learnt behaviour,
The way that I was bred.

It may be what I see,
Is driven by emotion,
And the love that I feel,
Is based on devotion.

Types of bytes and little lights,
Implanted in my mind,
Armaments of energy,
I pick up and find.

Deep down in the denizens,
And depths within a dream,
Pass by and participate,
Then evaporate like steam.

David Rudder
14th March 2020

Thanks for reading.