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come on in, but this my dream
by Charlie Morgani have to keep dreaming with people looking;
sorta a little wearing on the nerves. sleeping,
becomes a tool for repairing your neurosis.
control is movie stunts, nicholas cage walks away.
i am worried though; my rambling may waken you;
don't waken me though, this is my dream:
has nothing to do with you, or you, or you.
and when i waken and you all die, who am i gonna play with? 02/20/2011 Posted on 02/20/2011
Copyright © 2026 Charlie Morgan
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristine Briese on 02/21/11 at 12:32 AM Especially love the line about sleep being a tool for repairing your neurosis. Great piece of work, Charlie. |
| Posted by Joe David on 02/24/11 at 05:07 AM why, yourself of course. just like always. if it don't have anything to do with me why am i there. just wondering. damn, you can't write a bad poem. hemingway always quit writing knowing what the next sentence was going to be, then let sleep replenish his well and the writing flowed on. |
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