Yeah it do

Let me sleep in and replay

     my subconscious inquiries

I have powerful dreams

     where monkeys drive cars and

     do the unexpected things

     like play road kill or

     snatch babies when moms

     aren’t looking

I’ve seen bulls leap over

     pikes to save yellow chicks

     from dark openings behind doors

     that lead to no place

I know how the world ends

It was told to me on a sinking ship

     this is where the people cease

     they just fall

     no landing

     burning waters

     screaming women

     vanishings

     holes as deep as deep

I said it out loud

My voice questioning herself

     eyes not sure when to open

     fingers tangling up

I can’t swallow

     these are not my words

     it only came to me and I repeat

I’m sorry

     don’t believe me

You’re listening

So…

     do you think it could be true

     like, what if I saw the world

     for what it truly is

     in all its recklessness

     and streams of hope

     weaving in and out between

     bodies and bodies

     because the holy and the impious

     lived together

     this whole time

This whole time

     we’ve all been living in fire

     until the ground broke

     and the people fell slanted

Do you think I saw it

     with my own eyes

Your dream has no meaning

Yeah it do

Oh, now you sound like one of

      your cousins

You’re listening

     it’s confusing

     you hear vibrations

     laughter is contagious

     they say

Then I laughed when you walked away

     to shut my eyes

     under my pillow

I stopped sleeping in

     to end the dreams

     to forget

     that what I learned was

     vapor

Yet, they appeared while

     I was awake

     five seconds of still

     clear and vivid

     an outline of a man and boy

     their faces are blurred

     but I know they are happy

     who are these people

     why am I seeing this

I saw a woman wearing all white

     she had a hat

     which was odd

     and she had been drinking

     in the day time

Where did she belong

     not here

     not here

Don’t you play no games with me

Where does she belong

    not even in the most

     colorful dream

     not where you sleep

     not that land

     or that creation

     in that world

     that does not exist

Yeah it do

Yeah It Do

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About shesneon

I live so far in the clouds but sometimes I wish I could come down.
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