The Dream
It was something
that brought a smile
to my face.
It had unusual underpinnings
with desirable overtones,
a pleasurable experience
as I wandered aimlessly
through concoctions Neanderthal
perpetuations ministered aloft
in dreams drearily
bound by time, space
glittery amidst synchronizing
to a land of make-believe
where all desires
could be fulfilled
it tantalized senses
drifting through subconscious
perplexity illuminating
dismal repercussions stifled
by cold truths.
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