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...