Disjointed, irrational (?) -
in a familiar kind of way.
"You just go all in, don't ya?".
Well / Yeah / I do,
kinda like you.
How do you know these things?
How can you, in a dream,
have this dominion,
leave this impression on me?
How can I see you in a place
you could not, should not be?
I do appreciate
the boons given,
the joys of life,
the tears riven,
wrenched from this fake fake world.
I may not always completely agree
but you are real!
As real as anyone can be,
but your presence in a dream
can mean either one of two things -
that you are personal symbology,
another representation,
another translation
of who I could or should be,
but
could you really be
another entity
that came through a curtain
to thoroughly shock me
with dialog, with discourse?
I dare say, that face
may never leave me!
- Author: Eugene S. (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: July 13th, 2024 00:52
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 14
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