no puppies

there are no puppies in my 

dreams

no joyful moments or 

butterflies

nor proof of

such

the darks come as 

one

remembering the

eyes

the bodies dancing 

limply to the bloodied jungle

floor

darkened memories sneak back when 

pleased

who flips the switch

sometimes off sometimes 

on

not remembering the 

first

i have restful

sleep

waking hours they come to

play

always say peace

but f**k you

anyway

then they go

away

peace but f**k you

anyway

they always

say

there are no puppies

in my

dreams