Bit

Trickle of moist

Beads like mercury

As salt and spit mix

With the crimson flow

The iron poison

The elixir of life

Out of a wound

Self-inflicted

By an enamel dagger

Treachery and betrayal

of dreamingState

Dripping foam,

Down from below,

Pools in red,

Around my fingers.

A yellow sky

Blots out the moon,

As a field of Daffodils

Cries out a sad song.

The dreamstate ends,

And is soon forgotten,

And is replaced

By yet another dreamstate.

Each a link

In the unbroken chain

Of waking

And of dreaming.