Wake

Who knows how long I've been awake now,
the shadows on my wall don't sleep
I keep beckoning, beckoning
The anchor above the tree commands me not to sink
the walls aren't peeling, but mine are
these forsaken nights have gone too far
I stare at the crow resting on the bushes
the cacophonous call rings through
The sand is falling in the glass shape
It is black like the crow
how long have I been awake
The bookshelves are throwing pages
they are cutting my mind
Maybe it is a dream, maybe it is a sign
Of what, my falling, my restless brain
Two years now make one more than insane
The shutters are flapping
they are shooting off splinters
my skin is pierced now
how long have I been awake
The rose has been wilting
for a time without measure
She seeks something greater, far beyond pleasure
The guitars are strumming
trying to save a the muse
Oh, but it is not possible
her thoughts will never be few
Shoe laces are chasing my neck
How I wish they would take hold
how long have I been awake