I Am... Poem by roman radman

the clock sleeps
time stops

i am the one they call different

i have slept throughout my entire life
but i was due to wake up last year

snoring sounds of sorrow

i stand for all that is lazy
i am the protector of my dreams

i am the sloth flopped over on a tree

i am the pennies resting in the jar

i am the dusty coat in the closet

i am the yawning pen

i am the book holding up the couch

i am the light that wont shine

i am the last lovebird

i am the lonely

so here i am
in this room
sleeping
until
kingdom comes

because

i am... The Dreams