Flight To My Dreams Poem by Matthew Diridoni

Flight To My Dreams

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It's six o'clock at night
And a four-hour flight
To my dreams

Four hours of hell
Barricaded In an imaginary shell
Watching nonsense on TV
And sipping Cannabis tea

Approaching ten o'clock
Time to unlock
Naked to the ceiling
Mind freewheeling

Diving into my imagination
Sprinting the halls
To another dimension

Bizarre and aberrational
It's infectious
Mind unstable

Six o'clock AM
Time to exit this dimensional realm
Stand down from the helm
It was all surreal
Time to be real

Wednesday, February 5, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: dreams
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