in a coma 

i dreamt of a world of mouth to hand 

metal ships sailed through sea of black 

to disappear 

walls of glass 

some shuttered in 

the uniforms dulled with grey shadows littered about 

paper pink lay discarded 

in a coma 

breath in breath out 

never seem to remember anything 

anyway 

an excitement of a ship... 

they could see inside 

and i knew why we were clearly on our way 

we will sail into the future 

far into the black 

and away...