Daydream Matinee
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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
Copyright © David Walker | Year Posted 2021
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