dreams chasing me
into the daylight
The first star appears in the band of light between dusk and night. Tiny snowdrifts along the ditch shift and sidewind over the ice-packed road.
I sleep late
into the afternoon
The brighter the thumbnail crescent of the moon gets, the clearer the crisp darkness of the rest becomes.
still unable to find
what they want of me
Yay Words! 
Nice imagery!