I can go anywhere and do anything - in dreams ----------------------------------------------------
Oh! This eternal, infernal lockdown I want to strike out, in ill-natured rebellion, but all I can do is grip at shapeless hope. I’m free to dream, of course, and I dream my fill - I’ve become a dreamaholic. My omnifarious dreams are deliberate, whimsical, vengeful, hopeful - they even tiptoe love's erotic, cutting edge but reality soon returns - stealthy as a parent - to induce dark, ordered boredom.
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