March 1, 2013

Even the mundane dreams crack into me. Like,
they move me awake and say ‘no, this is too
great. Back to reality for you, friend.’

But, what a crummy dream! I swear. It wasn’t
even too spiffy. ‘The girl with the dark skin
and the quick laugh looked too long at you.
Her glance stuck around.’

It’s only dreamed!
‘Even still…’ So what else to do but
try and sneak into that world under
the cushions and find the quick laugh
and shirtless old friends playing two-

hand touch or jackpot.

And dodge whatever mind-police
try and wake me from this world.

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