Why Dreams Get Lost Poem by David Kowalczyk

Why Dreams Get Lost

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Most men in Ossuary, New York
dream simple dreams.


Bowling a six hundred series.
Bagging a six point buck.
Bagging a six pack of Genesee Cream Ale.


They dream simple dreams.
They live happy lives.


I grew up in Ossuary, New York,
but no one knows what happened
to my dreams.


I never could
keep them simple.

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David Kowalczyk

David Kowalczyk

Batavia, New York
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