Extreme Dreamer
like all the rain fast in the grey
my feet stamped there in the summer
so I'd see the place to dream before
in the grey fall the rain fell and filled
in the winter the river froze
but kept moving in the deep
in the Extreme weather it kept moving
like all the fast rain in the black
Grown down like leaves
Grown flat like only cold falling on you can make you
So you just have to go against the ugly sides
the profiles of grave pits
because you are something good
and something that creates
like a school you could teach flat things
to keep sneaking past the middle and the top
on the bottom
on the bottom the toppest thing that survives
Extreme dreams while you are here
Sep 7, 2013
Sep 7, 2013 at 8:18 PM UTC
Extreme Dreamer
like all the rain fast in the grey
my feet stamped there in the summer
so I'd see the place to dream before
in the grey fall the rain fell and filled
in the winter the river froze
but kept moving in the deep
in the Extreme weather it kept moving
like all the fast rain in the black
Grown down like leaves
Grown flat like only cold falling on you can make you
So you just have to go against the ugly sides
the profiles of grave pits
because you are something good
and something that creates
like a school you could teach flat things
to keep sneaking past the middle and the top
on the bottom
on the bottom the toppest thing that survives
Extreme dreams while you are here
Copyright Chelsea Palmer Sept. 3, 2013
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