What if the only motive none noticed,

Was to maintain, and conform,

An actual escape from the gravity

That pulls us up until dreams

Lay face down on unstable pavement.

All we need is excuse; reason to hide abuse

Of this still dragging through last week.

Screens, clocks, nail bitters on t.v.

Are too real for us.

Enough to burry ourselves

And inside out at that.

Sing a song for today’s theme.

Escape tomorrow, sleep well

We are today’s dream.


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