A slice of onion here,
A piece of chocolate there,
These dreams that visit nightly
Do trouble me so, so rightly.
Way too much on my mirth filled mind
This, I forever seem to find
To be the sum of my malaise,
And my eventual demise.

08/24/2009

Author's Note: ... I dream, deeply, almost nightly.....

Posted on 08/24/2009
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