Patrick Dumas (August 1,1985 / Milford, CT)
let dreams latch on to your dream catcher
and vision new worlds and places
where unfamiliar faces are not astray.
Envision a new day
where all our catastrophes’
could be healed through the apothecary.
As you cross over to the other side
we walk with the tide
and spoke new words
that would not allow us to divide.
We danced by the ocean and drank,
only to watch our star move up in rank.
Now sleep in sand filled beds
as forgotten dreams leave our heads.
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