Finally, I quit turning in the night.

I slept in a room somewhere else,

A place in a dream where my bed was soft,

And the air smelled vaguely of blown out candles,

A birthday sleep with cake icing

Still on my lips, and happy visions

Playing and replaying

On the inside of my eyelids.

And I'm only slightly aware

That this mansion I dreamed up is floating,

Like a grand casino boat afloat the Milky Way river,

Taking me to the heart of the galaxy.

I'm not really the betting kind.

A stowaway, I hide in plain sight

Amongst the gamblers.

I enjoy the pool on the deck

And take a glass of champagne 

From the waiter's tray.

I enjoy the scenery on the river banks

As the sun sets in my dream,

And the morning begins to shine

Into my deep awakening.

-jenn