Dreamcatcher
by JACEY
You’re a loose web, worn,
fastened to the curved moon;
yet I still wish
upon you
within my loneliest hours
my greatest weakness,
my defeat.
You snare my heart,
and like thunder
of a retreating storm,
I hang from sacred memories
with hope for a better tomorrow
where wasps are devoured at dawn
as canaries nestle within,
for you are all I wish to ever
dream of.