Dreams long left undreamed unfold before my eyes
in a muzzle-flash of nostalgia and foreboding.

Lest these lights be lost beyond the gates standing
guard at the entrance to my secret heart,
I must grasp and reach for this dream in front of me.

Lay aside my pretensions to instead embrace and
endure a willing change of my spirit and mind,
right here in the stationary aisle of a foreign Walmart.