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A Dream In A Dream

Wash my dirty soul

And make it

Better


Take my arrogant mind

And make it

Clever


Fix these sad eyes

And let me live peacefully

In our lies . . .


Don’t show me the lines

Not to cross

And paintings of a beaten man

Carrying a cross


Just wash

My dirty soul

And fill in

All of the holes


Promise me a partner

To share it all with

Because some days

That seems like

The better way to exists


Instead of being

All alone

On a throne

Of my own creation

Send me a person to

Call home


And let me linger

In her warm arms

In our warm bed

On cold winter mornings

As we tell our lies

About our future together


Yes,

Let me linger there

In my ignorant

And arrogant

Dream in a dream



CH 9/27/23

 
 
 

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