The Anti-Dream

It's not there,
the Anti-Dream.
You'll never find it.

Stop looking,
trying to see
behind your own eyes.

It lives in
the underside
of the horizon.

Fine. Chase it.
Seek blind numbness.
But that's all you'll do.

You dream of
the Anti-Dream,
of swimming in it.

Don't bother.
Don't bother it.
It sees you coming

and stretches
around your world,
away from the sky,

above thoughts,
below being,
and outside of time.

Because it knows you,
you cannot know
the Anti-Dream.