On a full moon day
My skeleton stands singing,
Outside your open window.
I know you think it's one
Of your dreams.
But the song is so good,
You sleepwalk outside to
Check it out.
The dogs around, bark.
Sensing the danger,
Your cat smells my
Presence.
This is the last night on
Earth before I'm flushed
In the void.
You might wonder why-
I didn't just barge into
Your dreams this time.
Apparently, ghosts in dreams
Are nightmares it seems.
Each time I tried to barge in,
The dream catcher beside
Your bed didn't let me pass.
So, goodbye sweetheart.