Daydream Matinee

Daydream Matinee David J Walker What were these visions planted Within my head In my bed So young a sleep But not so deep as unconscious exclusion Was it only the illusion of a 7-year-olds Imagination The silent hands of messengers drawing Motion pictographs on the walls of my Subconsciousness I see them clearly and completely As if a nights sleep at 7 still showing The Daydream Matinee Naming me on the Marque And only me as the audience Messages left for later interpretation