Sunday, 29 August 2021

 The Language of My Dreams

I have such beautiful dreams.

They speak sweetly to me

inside my head. 

Inside my head

such sweet dreams

growing louder and harsher

as they struggle to be heard,

as they struggle to get to the outside

into the ragged, jagged

outside life

which passes for normality.

Such beautiful dreams.

Such perfect words.

Such a perfect life

lying inside my head.

I would like it to be

on the outside.

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