States of Nirvana

I. home.

i wish life could be all ambient music
and silent car rides.
with street lights and headlights
outlining our safe passage

maybe then, i can get some sleep
disguised as peace of mind.

II. almost lullaby.

the pounding in my head
is sending whispers of shock, shock, shocks
through my skin;
the slightest indication of
a lullaby.
one that i cannot remember to forget.