Sunday, July 14, 2019

Dream Words for a Sunny Sunday Morning

A Churchillian chant chugged
Through the half-sleeping morning,
“Never, never, never again,

No breathing, no eating, no
Reading, no pain.” Brains
Love nonsense, would roll in it

If society let them.
Daughter greets the day

By telling groggy father
“Pa, I had the weirdest dream.
I had to collect band-aids,

And the band-aids were children,
And then I was a band-aid,
And I won.” The dream went on.

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