under cover

 
 
 
Cloud cover of gabble
Too much heat
Not enough light
for intelligent life
to thrive
 
Sing another chorus?
Clear the cover before us
with voices like sirens
reversed
Uncover, dispel the curse
if you will
or be part of the kill
 
Here, in this still place,
prior to awakening,
which dream takes hold?
Dream whatever dream you see.
Reveal your potent imagery.
Release your awesome wings
— it’s okay; it’s just a dream …
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