Often dreams plague my eyes
all of the wakeful wishes
and daydream desires
float seamlessly and endlessly
clouding and mudding and clogging
my thoughts
stopping them
from where they ought to go
I see the world
the world as it is
but I also see the world
the world as it could be
the constant threat of a paranoid death
or the ease of a winning ticket
the car driving past could be
my next lovers ride
or my final breaths image
the trail and terror
of two worlds so often one
grips and tears
my eyes away from the pavement
and into the stars
Nov 25, 2012
Nov 25, 2012 at 10:48 PM UTC
Often dreams plague my eyes
all of the wakeful wishes
and daydream desires
float seamlessly and endlessly
clouding and mudding and clogging
my thoughts
stopping them
from where they ought to go
I see the world
the world as it is
but I also see the world
the world as it could be
the constant threat of a paranoid death
or the ease of a winning ticket
the car driving past could be
my next lovers ride
or my final breaths image
the trail and terror
of two worlds so often one
grips and tears
my eyes away from the pavement
and into the stars
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