Red Barchettadrive Poet Rhyme

There's a Dream Wind Blowing

There's a dream wind blowing,
I think I'm going out of my mind.
There's another door to an empty room,
and emptiness is all that I find.

Then someone speaks,
the telephone rings...
these crazy thoughts
crawl slow across the floor.

Now, it's starting to rain,
am I going insane?
Is it time for me 
to find another door?

Alone to face stone silence,
I woke up with one sock on.
Again, to walk across this cold, hard floor
to find me another door to knock on.

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