Just a Dream

Begging for the presence to understand, listen to
This dream condensed into a ten minute version
Of the technicolor extravaganza I hurried back to
After visiting the bathroom, like some kind of
Commercial break where the suspended action
Resumed without pause, no missing plot, the sense
Confused by people playing roles that did not
Suit them in my real awake life where still you do
Not hear me, this story created in thoughts playing
Out in the head that lies every night looking for
Peace on the pillow marsh mellowed in a cushion
Of safety as the mind conjures a dangerous truth

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