Alongside a Dream

Do I live alongside a dream
Or does it live somewhere inside of me
Are we adjacent, tied at the seams
Or is it the way I absolutely must be

And do those seams tear and pop
Like a shirt you can’t button to the top
Do we have a mileage, and which is the first to stop
My body or mind
The clock or the time
Which will run dry – the water or the mop?




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