I dreamt of now beloved

Dodge Coronets,

I never could love

The same way now.

And of travelling

And escaping,

Of family and turmoil

And barely made deadlines.

I dreamt of sneaking by

And of laughing

And of needing to get somewhere.

And I woke tired

And renewed

Closer to the Earth

And to the real life

That demands nothing of me.

Things were quiet

And loved ones slept,

Off to their own worlds.

I can’t remember specifics

But there was love and fear

And an enormous sense

Of being.


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