Fractured Crystalline Forms

hearts beating to the slumbered breathing
of dreamscapes tucked in the mind, tight.
Purple twilights intertwine with paled wishes
sparking the ignition of intuition, through imagination.

Working through the world’s problems
one nightmare at a time, all the while
smiling and swaying to the sound of
the shuffling and bustling rhythm of cities

basking in the glow of street lamps,
and they block out the stars,
dreams are perspectives of reality,
a world turned

upside down