One night I looked to the Heavens to find
Anything that would suggest I exist
So I reached to the stars, and each one kissed
My fingertips and corners of my mind
From the Milky Way, I poured a tall glass
Of shimmering dreams to lighten my heart
It tingled my tongue and was rather tart
Like sun-kissed orange juice and sparkling dew grass
But lighten it did as I fell asleep
My pillow was soft as I grew weightless
I woke with a chill, and slowly digressed
Looking down, I couldn’t reach my sheets
On the dark ceiling, I bonked my poor head
As my feet rose carelessly through the roof
I realized I had to let go of “truth”
If I would forget what the voices said
You know what I mean – all those leaden thoughts
They all place themselves directly atop
Everyone’s poor heads, so with a loud pop
I dropped them on the floor next to my socks
Then upwards I rose to meet the twilight
I danced with wishes made on shooting stars
Far down below I saw headlights of cars
On their way home, I hoped they’d soon join the flight
Over the city, I perused and winked
At streetlamps and creatures I recognized
I held doors for ladybirds and fireflies
We walked into clouds, fog making us blink
They say cloud nine is where you stay in dreams
But in shrouded air, collisions ensue
Thunder starts rolling and harsh winds, they blew
And lightning bugs aren’t patient as they seem
The firefly hot with frustration, burned
And scalded a lightning bug in the rear
The lightning bug struck back, antenna seared
Not before or since has such a skirmish been spurned
They fought with a clash
The cloud lit with a flash
And with a mighty crash
My face struck with a smash
I lifted my head, bracing it with my fist
I brushed the old sock away from my face
I smirked in good humor and stated my case
With dreams like these, how could I not exist?
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