Headphones

Passage of happiness
Floats to my ears in blue
They bring me my muse
And never something less

Streaming rays of magic
Sometimes it's tragic
How beautiful it sounds
Spinning in its rounds

Connected to the best invention
Created with the best intention
It always clams me down
And medicates my frown

You bring the music to my ears
Consider yourself comended

I suppose this means goodbye

Your colds hands embrace
My hot pale face
All I can do is plead dearly
Please just stay a while
But your statue-like eyes
Offer no compromise
My watery eyes close
This is the last time I'll see you
I suppose
This means goodbye

It's 12:59

Stuck in time
12:59
Will I get out of this abyss?
How did I even get into this?
This mess that binds me
Tries and tries me
Please dear clock,
Do your tick-tock...
No?
Trapped in time
It's 12:59
Forever

Surreal sleep

Drowning in my dreams,
so authentic to me it seems
A place where pencils run,
swifly beneath the sun
It's a land where impossible is not word,
Well at least that's what I heard
from the elves running through the trees
Loping over grassland with most ease
It's a place where turtles run without shells
For the turtles can indeed protect themselves