Daydreaming

the thin lines
between sleeping
and awakeness
blur 

noise is muted
colors are dulled
and the world is filled
with fog

impossible fantasies
dance 
before your 
drooping eyes

your mind wanders
to places far away
as your head
becomes heavy

you are aware
of the world
and yet the world
is no longer important

it seems better to 
waste away the hours
day dreaming
than to seize the day