In the morning that damned mutt,

Wake's me up every time, At night

time to dream, when the lights go out.

To let the soul go gadabout.

To fly gleefully in a darkened sky,

Letting waterfalls wash over us.

We steal the night before it passes bye,

To feel alive as I dip down from the night.

Entering my body I cannot wake,

My mind transposes to another state.

Fear trickles down my entire being,

I can hear my being fighting to be.

My arms my legs won't respond to me,

For all the world could see,

I'm dead no matter whatever just dead,

Mutt jumps up upon the bed. 

Comes up towards my face  stops then licks,

A jolt passes through my being like electric.

No longer unmovably dead but alive,

I hugged that dog with all my being.

It felt strange to think without him,

They would have put me in a coffin

Thinking during the night I'd died.