Dreams While Sleeping

Maybe I’m dancing In the shadows Naked man flying Too close to the ground I’ve got one eye On my sleeve And the flowers Of a jester I’ve got rain In my pockets And my mind On James Dean Then the lunatic fringe The maniac’s binge All trampling in The garden of my mind I’m a star-green space man In a blue uniform Gravity free card-board box For my space ship Contemplating the subtle Blur between The care package And the scare tactics Pondering the Connection between I.Q.s high heels And the haiku Naively trying to save Souls already ascending All my prayers are sombreros When I piss in the dark