A Priestess's Dream

Shifty Sandman

Oh sandman you little shit, so shifty

You visit most willingly

But from me

The Fae remain sneaky

I see you peaking around corners or through the door slits with glee

But you never come close enough to perform your writ to help me sleep

The lull of sleep is so close yet always omit

Medicine helps, but I don't want to be stuck on it

I'd much prefer if the sandman did his job, the little misfit

If only I could catch him and make him submit

Make him sprinkle me with his sleep sand so I may rest until the room is sunlit

So close yet so far

Like I'm in a maze following a star

The sandman twists and turns the corners fast as a mad man behind the wheel of a car

He evades me as I try to capture him in a jar

When he does visit me freely my dreams are strange and bizarre

It's always the same dream, always the same bar.

Always the same house, always the same cars

My dream island never changes, no matter how much I push or plea

It features a neighborhood, a school, a mall and bakeries.

There's a great hotel on the far side of the island, which at the end, almost always falls into the sea

There are great mountains and caverns unseen

Sometimes I'm digging, sometimes I'm skiing, sometimes I'm running.

I never know what dictates these dreams

And I know I'll write of them here the more they visit me

All I know is the sandman keeps me from my dream island consistently.

it's pretty annoying

He's like one of those eldritch fairies, tricky and toying 

He evades me with cheer and ease

Oh sandman you shifty fucker why do you keep me from my kingdom in my dreams??

Thank the gods for modern medicine or insomnia would be the death of me