It’s an unsettling thing, you’d
no doubt agree, when
a dream taps you square
on the shoulder.
With nose to the stone
we’re often persuaded, to
shutter away silly
dreams of our youth.
Best left forgotten…
forgotten, except for
that tap, tap, tap,
tapping, insistent, annoying.
Some dreams are like
zombies, bypassing our
brains, intent on
devouring our hearts.
kat ~ July 2015
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