The Dreamer Poem by DM W

The Dreamer



I am somewhat of a dreamer.
I don't believe in clockwork time.

For what is Time? It's surely nothing else
but regulation's simplification.
Rather I am content to embrace
The warm expanses of eternity.

I am a boneless creature:
Born of soft visions.
I can assume the form
Of anything in my dreaming.

I find it hard to attain
The flesh of the everyday.

Sunday, November 10, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: dreaming
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