Somewhere in a cave

Beyond the mountains

Sleeps the sun

And dreams of her next dawn;

/

She never rises higher

Than she needs to

And never falls below

The long line of the ocean

/

Somewhere in a cage

Beyond what’s real

Thrashes about in fever

A restless, greedy mind

/

Praying for what’s coming

To be better than what is gone,

And for the next high to be worth

The subsequent – inevitable – crash