On The Dock

Dream doctor
Torture watcher
Headless monster
Tepid father
I tried to flee but you insisted I stay
I heard the beat of a drum
But from the neck down I'm numb
From the neck up I move
In any way that I choose
No brush stroke could evoke
No pattern of notes can come close
There lies his incision via peripheral vision
I think it's less than it seems
When you dream
I sit outside time
The sight of blood down my side
I sit outside time
The view is unkind
I went to dial the nine and I found
The keypad on my phone had no sounds
Let's bring in the cavalry
I need to wake up
Dream doctor
I'm not this naive
I've been in the city
I'm abused but relieved
What else to do, there's nothing to say
I produced you in sleep, now the cock breaks the day
I double checked under my bed
I've double checked, I desperately need to be fed
But I still have incisions, so I make a decision
I think it's less than it seems, when you dream
I sit outside time
The sight of blood down my side
I sit outside time
The view is unkind
I went to dial the nine and I found
The keypad on my phone had no sounds
Let's bring in the cavalry
I need to wake up