In the twilight hours~
head resting on pillow~
dreams seek to entertain.
What do I hide~
from myself?
Why cause myself such pain?
In waking moments~
of lucidity~
when I am not insane~
I seek not a stranger~
nor a purpose~
in the midst of some trivial game.
Copyright © 1999 Heather Bahnmaier. All Rights Reserved.