"Dream Box"
I sleep
high most of the time.
Stuck in
dreams and schemes of delusional illusions.
Trapped
in a myth's magic box.
Tomorrow
you talked to me.
Tomorrow,
yesterday, and today are the days of the week.
Etc.,
etc., etc.
Never
reveal the why and wherefore of those days.
A word to
the wise, don't get the days of the week mixed up.
Tuesday
can be Saturday in life's disguise.
Januaury
can even turn into May.
A real
February's Tuesday can be an April's Sunday.
Skip
over the days and months of the
year and live on in the moment's
time.
You will
find yourself gaining days.
Running
faster every day of your life.
By
Jonathan Billet 01.09.14.
I met you only a few days ago by accident and decided to check out your website - I love Dream Box, it's a poem I connect to and makes me glad I decided to check this out! Thanks for your work :)
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