clink.

sand is slipping fast through that rose colored hourglass
and i just want to fall within a small corner of your mind.

but the sand is almost gone & i've begun to realize i'm dreaming.

can't stay asleep for much longer, someone is banging on the door. and it's shakingand it's turning into dust.

but the bottle's saying, "Drink me."

only, it's empty now.