Today’s haiku challenge:
My style is the five/seven/five syllable structure. This was one of my favorites in a while, as “dream” allows you to get more surrealist. Here are is my second version of this prompt:
dream a face of dirt
like a mud mask with snug fit.
Worms won’t even touch.
what is a world where
you sleep without any dreams
and wake to nightmares?
Dream of you like a
shard of glass stuck in my brain,
reflecting past world.
depression dreams be
like memories drowning in
the blood of longing.
depression dreams be
like a spiral with unseen
endless bottom pits.
I dream while awake
live when I’m asleep, and die
in surreal limbo.
dream snowflakes fall on
my nose and within reach, they
then dissolve away.
I dream of a death
with validation flowers
sitting at my wake.
do you still dream of
me, like an annoying ghost
still begging you back?
apocalyptic
dream ash burns skin, nobody
sees — umbrellas up.