Joe Lake's comment in the Gazette 65

Sleep Apnoea
Dreams come with bated breath
from lost memories in virtual reality
as obscure infinities.
You wake and shuffle to relieve yourself
(precise sleepwalking) then fall back into bed.
Those edifices, those early prisons
where one spends one’s working life
reward me with this restless, breathless sleep.
One would edit one’s life if one could.
The traffic moves on into the distance
as the digital camera records the landscape beyond
to focus on the dead tree of Golgotha.
On the horizon, low dark clouds creep
as the rain falls.
Joe Lake