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May 2010
Dreams hold more truth than
any reality our waking mind
can construct
Pretense holds no sway there
it is stripped bare
and shoved beneath the naked light
The consciousness of daylight
is a lawyer
it bargains holding air in it's
hands
as if that were a poker hand
with all four Aces.
Dreams do not need to
play such petty games
they have all the facts
can show you the minuscule details
our Sol Counselor
would prefer be kept under the rug
Dreams delight in the bizarre
and show us what's
behind the curtain
door #3
and down the rabbit hole
all simultaneously
If you relax into it
take a bite
take a sip
make a deal
all while walking through the poppies
You'll see
Oh, you'll see
You'll definitely, finally, truly see.
RMRW 2007
Written by
R Moon Winkelman
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