If reality is a bowl of
smashed cereal,
irreconcilable with
wholeness;
Then dreams are those
cartons of overnight
milk, mixed with reality
for a sour solace.
Jul 2, 2012
Jul 2, 2012 at 12:32 PM UTC
If reality is a bowl of
smashed cereal,
irreconcilable with
wholeness;
Then dreams are those
cartons of overnight
milk, mixed with reality
for a sour solace.
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