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The Tail of a Dream

I’m trying to catch my father’s Before I can reach mother’s One is a teacher and the other a nurse, But of course I’m neither, just a mess I awoke on the tail of their dream Up to my ankles in a cold, shallow stream Barefoot, sleep walking through the inheritence forest Blind, in a splash of horror and thick frost Reality struck, when we were born at the crack dawn The pounding of our feet chasin' them down We're now men, our innocence weaned with the breast We're leaving their dream, on our own nightmares to feast Now a beast, I drown before jumping back into bed I could see their tail as I lay down my head Our fathers are nowhere to be found This was to make our mothers proud

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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