now that all dreams have failed
—by Tony Gill


how empty is the night,
now that all dreams have failed.

and reality become a dream,
which i don't want to wake up  to face.

only the ghosts of the night
come visit and keep me warm.

to god's blessed dawn:
tells me its morning,
 then i must move.

 


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