“dreams can wait”
at my first job’s desk—
shoes tapping cold linoleum,
overhead fluorescence drones—
I was told:
hunker down;
dreams can wait.
years later
the tapping continues
lights now LED
dreams on dimmer switches.
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Author:
crypticbard (Pseudonym) (
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Comments1
Times change, technology moves on and although the style of the car is different it still carries us to our destination. Nicely written Cryptic
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