I dreamed dreams
dripped down
from above
contained in
thick raindrops
from
celestial skys
I dreamed dreams
emanated from words
triggered in brains
exploding in tongues
I dreamed
They came by
At just the right time
like shooting stars
in
cinematic skies
I dreamed
dreams existed in
lost lottery tickets
riding wind-waves
through
inner-city alleys
just waiting to be found
I dreamed dreams
shot-up
into the air
lighting the night
in firework light
crying out
here we are!
I dreamed tomorrows
today
waiting for them to
drip...flow...ride...fly, shoot!
into existence
I never looked
never sought
never found
only dreamed
and when I finally did
awaken
I realized
I
was already dead
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This is a wonderful story. It is very poetic in a sense of being poetic prose. The dreams references are things I really enjoy. This one, was special. Again, the skill of a fine writer comes through. Bravo senor! Bravo! GW62