In a Dream
Sometimes,
late at night I
lie awake and I
I catch a falling snowflake
and I wonder where my youthful dreams have gone.
It wasn’t long ago
I would sit with
Touloose, Crème King, Fast Eddy (The Buckle Meister), H-Man and Captain Zooms
on the various American Mountain Peaks
and discuss all the men wasting their youths
To live in bigger wooden boxes or drive fancier motorized metal containers,
climbing the ladder of corporate and factory society.
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