"Dreaming of the dead"

The dreaming dead
you trust me don't you, I'll see you safe
leave us please, drink it up little man
Are you starved young one?
Full of hysterics cos he seen his mother killed, throat ripped clean out; or was he "just dreaming, dreaming of the dead".
eat up or you will not heal, it does not stop running, he cannot bear it anymore; "just dreaming, just dreaming of the dead".
Clean, nothing, no dust no dirt, scoured spotlessly Clean. Scrub blood and death off the walls. In which direction did they run? Read the land like the palm of your hand. Let the current take them or "just dream of the dead"
Hello there morphine my pain is considerable, prey: why are you here, yes the pain, its not my business to stalk anymore I'll "just dream of the dead"
what's the goddam truth then, you are not appointed to dance as a marionette by your masters fingers, my contempt is limited and my fight is not with you, do you "just dream of the dead"
for how long will we sleep?
how long will we dream?
how long will we "just dream of the dead"

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Comments
Beautiful poetry Keith.
Thank you Gérard appreciate it, I try and change my style but often struggle. Thought I'd give it another go
Nice x
Thanks Marion I appreciate your comments