The Curious Dream

the curious dream

toward darkness when the sun
	breaks down
do I dream of civility and rules
or does my brain    reorganize
the life fantastic validations of
	chaos theory
and twisted monsters   giving
	life
to that which never was alive

and I wake up     one more day 
restrained           and trained in 
connections      and composure
	until
I break down    one last time
one more victim of universal
entropy         a piece of dust
           that dies
with the cindered cooling stars
         but far before their time

    and far before my time
I am still light years away
	from understanding
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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