Of Lollipops

Of lollipops that taste sour, I dream of Streetlights that flicker and fall, I Dream of descending down a familiar Path, I dream of glittering rubies; I dream of whispering words washing Over me, I dream of snowy cliffs With people at the bottom, I dream Of serpents with ill intent, I dream of Darts and arrows rushing by, I Dream of harvesting an unknown Crop, I dream of echoing melodies; I dream of lemon suns and blades of Spinach grass, I dream of panic That is pink and poisonous, I dream Of letters dipped in kerosene, I dream of A pantaloon with moth holes, I Dream of rowing a boat with banana Leaves, I dream of skipping down the lane; I dream of leg cramps that prevent Moving forward, I dream of fluorescent Pools of chlorine and nicotine, I dream Of pennies in the cushions, I dream of Crochet blankets to keep us warm, I Dream of betting it all at a shady Casino, I dream of floral nightgowns; I dream of soaring on the wings of A phoenix, I dream of library shelves With the helpful ladders, I dream