Though even now there are times at three in the morn
I almost feel I'm Him reborn.
...one more failed Jesus,
Fall down into sleep.
Ray Bradbury(1920-2012): J.C. - Summer '28(1977).
It's all dream now to you,
beyond the flow of nights and days,
that endless sleep
Socrates told not to be scared of.
Deep abyss or endless summer evenings
on a porch at Waukegan,
a pocket universe of your own
with all the shadows of your past.
The world has moved on,
to new nightmares and old refreshed.
No waking up at three in the morning
to check the latest atrocities
for you, who lived
in the slower world
that begot ours and its monsters
many that already stalked the Earth
when you fell asleep back to dream
unlike the one you now inhabit.
It's all dream now to you,
Fall down into sleep.
10.11.2026
