Thursday, August 02, 2018

dream convertible

Let's go on a road trip
to catch up on sleep. While
you drive, I will dream,
then we'll switch. Every night,
we will stay up 'til deep
into dawn, spinning tales
of whatever we'd dreamed, and
where we'd push it next
'til lucidity fails.

We'd pull over for breakfast
- some bleached desert dive,
and we'd order the specials
and when they'd arrive,
we'd bow our heads giggling,
grateful enough to have come

through alive. And then,
freshen up

and drive.

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