do I still
do it
when I
think of you
the way I did it back then
with each
daily dose of you
you sent via text?
Do I still dream the same dream
long after
it is impossible
for any
such dream to come true
no matter
how many times
I click my
heels or wish to be back in Kansas?
Of course,
I do
can't keep from doing it
lost in
the same fog now
as back
then huddled in the basement
waiting
for the text I know
will never
come
and I must
rely on what was
rather than what is
the archive of memory and photos
the
imaginary flight I take after dark
which one is not ever you
looking always wishing for the dream to come
true
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