sweet dreams

Infinity, sweet dreams of peace

And tranquility fall deep inside my mind

Intensity leaks from the seams of the cloth

Beast.

Giving to the needy not being greedy

Or stingy sometimes; they really are hungry,

Not plagued by the desise of wanting something else

To drink.

Just think, what if it were you; would you come

Unglued, would you try and pursue a few bucks

For the bus, to go to the shelter.

Our would you be to tired and rest on the curb

Hopeing not to be disturbed or judged, nudged and

Told it's not cold to me, I don't live on these streets;

Are you kidding me?

Drifting back to sleep, thinking of infinity and sweet dreams

Of peace.

Blackhemmingway~2014©