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?