There was no wind

But I don’t think I needed it.

Strangled in dreams,

I was in a deep sleep.

Manifested by thoughts that don’t count.

Was it a funeral?

Why was everyone so still?

I think I was a soldier

That’s why I am at peace.

But again, why it feels like a reverie.

As if there is something that’s not lucid.

I opened my eyes to get the points clear.

Just to find me again in dark.

It’s not because it’s night,

Because I could see the light.

I sat there in the cemetery.

Trying to understand the mystery.

I am a man of God, wearing a mascot.

But I don’t know how I ended up in a casket?