POEM 4
April 30th
SHE’S DREAMIN’
last night I had the strangest dream
I dreamt the world had come full stop
caught us on the hop it did
right when we were doing
something pressing
uncalled for
instant reassessing
of the meaning
of it all
could we have
one second more
we cried
the door slammed shut
on what was once
the wide arc
of existence
on all of our petitions
no excuses
no exemptions
the world replied
you are in it for the haul
the long the short
the chubby and the tall
on this strange ride
and like magic
planes fell out of the sky
traffic disappeared
all was ghostly silent
scared
incomprehensible
and weird.
I woke to sunlight
streaming through the blinds
and birdies singing
high and wild
woke
to find the dream was real
like yesterday and the day before
but this time
not so chilling
the world still turns
a child still learns
and love will find a way
to something new
and thrilling.
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