drifting on the raft of a snooze-button

through sludged rivers of sleep

i'm sleeping through my dreams.

everything hurts but there's no pain

and all the scars leave without a name

in the land of my head's landed grief

strewn with dreamless snares clutching

to the fossils of all the missed alarms.

if i'm barely living

the life i once dreamed of

then am i living at all?

~ ajay

10/2/2023