Dreams

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As the world streams by, headed towards yet another day at work, another shopping experience, another attempt to be entertained, another night out in search of company, I lie here and dream. Of green pastures in which to sleep, of endless time to read, of delicious meals heading my way, of conversations with pretty ladies, of being invisible to the authorities. And then, the blare of a semi truck brings me back to the banks of the Interstate 5 river bustling with annoyed drivers, the reality of little money, the cold half eaten McMuffin, the empty 40. Tomorrow though, I know those dreams are going to materialize. I just know it.

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2 Responses to Dreams

  1. TacoSam says:

    that was a great poem

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