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Feb 2020
I looked for a job in NEW YORK City
Dragged my feet 🦢 to look for my destiny
Oh how I wanted to live in a box πŸ“¦ upon another

So I drifted in hope
But no luck came to me in my search
No welcoming arms

So I started home
Beyond the horizon of the buildings
Walking barefoot through tall reefs and high grass

I found my naked feet in hot springs and prehistoric pools of water flowing about

The water tow brought me to illusions and places of loneliness
Walking by myself as a prehistoric man

Swimming through these hot springs teaming with life from forms of years ago

A fish grazed my shin 4 feet below
Now the water gets hotter and moves more quickly bringing me exponentially further from the grass land

I see a serpent glaring at my face
Our eyes πŸ‘€ see each other in this whirl pool of fire πŸ”₯ water

He swims toward my legs with the current
He proceeded faster to catch me
I keep thinking of the hot spring
And think these times were never a good time for our ancestors

I wake up
Before his bite
I put my inclined sweating body back
And then again turn on the nightlight

It was only a dream for me this time
I’m glad it’s over but wanted to share... pleasant dreams at the museum
Jesse Thomas Devlin
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Jesse Thomas Devlin  40/M/USA
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