DOING THE DREAM DANCE

Doing the Dream Dance

My soul from out that sheet metal

copper statued

stomped on street

rises like hot air from a lilted dream, no

now I am here

dream fully erect and throbbing

salted dream, sweating dream, dream is in the air

lights that neon

starts the furnace

says “welcome home”

and “wake on up”

One silver night dream looks at me and says

“let’s play twister”

so I twisted and turned for the dream,

put my left hand on yellow

right hand on red

and cheezy pretzel

tangled myself into it

After that the dream banged on its drum

singing like we won

shook the roofs and the pavement

and outed my soul to these

sheet metal

copper statued

stomped on streets.

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