Pandora's Box

You imagine me a Pandora's Box
where all my dreams are kept,
You gild the edges, rhinestone the top,
then ask me, "Have you slept?"

"No," I say, I cannot sleep,
when all my dreams are trapped.
"You trap them here, yourself, my dear,
in sleep, you will unwrap."

Eyes close shut and lips are pursed,
the hair falls in your face,
White spots appear behind your lids,
Nightmares float through space.

The glitter gleams, the sawdust screams,
you cannot find your home -
The place you hate becomes your dreams,
You look, the box is open.