days_of_a_dream
Dafremen
R
.
Dafremen
I
lived
a
dream
of
this
place
before
A
fleeting
shadow
that
flit
across
my
mind
Left
me
wondering
until
this
moment
If
the
visions
of
our
bones
bleached
white
in
the
sand
Were
perhaps
manufactured
by
the
voices
Of
lunatics
screaming
maniacally
within
the
recesses
of
my
skull
If
the
sight
of
that
long
distant
line
of
trees
,
far
across
the
sand
Was
perhaps
a
glimpse
of
that
long
sought
oasis
Or
was
only
a
mirage
painted
upon
my
thoughts
By
the
slashing brush
strokes
of
insanity
By
the
wishful
thinking
of
a
mortal
caught
Trapped
between
life
and
a
cold
place
That
only
a
madman
could
love
That
only
a
fool
could
cherish
?
I
wasted
a
minute
or
two
In
vain
recollection
of
my
youth
Of
my
green
days
In
all
of
their
glorious
foolishness
and
simplicity
When
the
pleasures
outshone
the
pains
The
marvels
outweighed
the
mundane
Called
to
me
"
Adventure
awaits!
Put
aside
your
concerns
for
a
time
Come
be
astounded
and
amazed
!"
Oh
and
how
I
did
answer
that
call
!
Drunk
from
the
wine
of
experience
Staggering
and
stumbling
through
my
existence
All
of
the
finesse
of
a
newborn
colt's
first
steps
at
my
disposal
All
of
the
majesty
of
a
newly
christened
vessel
set
out
It
appeared
to
be
then
Plying
the
seas
in
search
of
adventure
In
search
of
more
than
was
my
due
Unsated
with
the
trickle
of
satisfaction
come
my
way
Until
this
time
when
I
too
must
soon
be
laid
to
rest
I
would
share
the
treasures
I
found
along
the
way
The
miser
become
philanthropist
The
generosity
of
a
man
to
who
wears
the
idiocy
of
his
hoarding
As
a
badge
of
dishonor
Of
a
drunken
mute
who
has
found
his
voice
When
the
time
of
the
spoken
word
has
all
but
passed
A
time
when
this
dream
,
this
unrealness
that
now
envelopes
me
Demands
its
just
due
,
its
rightful
claim
to
reality
This
passing
whisper
stops
as
a
kiss
upon
my
cheek
Reminds
me
of
its
utter
supremacy
,
its
ruling
nature
Who
would
not
attempt
to
defy
this
creeping
,
cruel
deity
This
slow
poison
,
time
?
Who
would
not
fail
in
the
trying
?
Who
would
not
in
vain
take
to
asking
,
to
begging
?
Bended
knee
and
clasped
hands
pleading
for
mercy
For
but
a
handful
of
moments
more
than
was
one's
lot
Who
would
not
find
himself
closer
to
kissing
the
earth
That
beckons
him
return
to
its
cold
embrace
?
020929
...
~gez~
i
dream
every
day
and
my
life
has
been
only
dreams
for
the
past
two
months
020929
what's it to you?
who
go
blather
from
