New Poem: Fading Dream

Quietly I fade away...
No waves, no tearful goodbyes
Just a little bow and disappear
Blow a kiss for the ladies
And wish the gents would look this way
Dreaming is...
As reality is...
Experiences hurled at you
Nonsensically placed
Supposing to imply something
But utterly failing to be comprehended
Dreaming is as life
Fading into morning.