cushioned oblivion
eyes closed to the weeping
hearing drowned in all dreams
reality altered
around us while sleeping
nothing quite as it seems
soothed by the angels
feted in slumber
purified innocent eyes
awaken to terrors, a
heaven more humbler
sleep the purveyor of lies
casting its light
in shadows of darkness
illusory nature of sleep
vile veracity
illumined day’s starkness
now hear those who must weep