Hallucinating Memories in the Hibernation of the Genius

The Persistence of Memory, Salvador Dali

Barren wastelands of a forgotten time,
Gravitating lethargically
In the midnight dreamscapes
Of the abyssal twilight,
In a mind wrought with mass confusion.

All the time in the universe
Yet it disintegrates and oozes
Through the robust fingertips
On decrepit swollen hands,
Of a child obscured in memories.

Hours and even days can hastily transpire,
In the darkest of dark cavities
Where illusions and phantasms dance
In post comatose states of vegetablism,
While reality slowly drifts by in minutes.

Eternity becomes infinity,
When conjuring up vivid memories
Or stimulating fantasies
In parts of the brain left dormant in the sun,
Only to be exasperated at night.