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This Poem Will Not Be Answering Any Further Questions MAG
September 13, 2018
My dreams are trapped within your reality
When I sleep I sleep
And that’s just about the extent of it
But in my waking eyes numbered three
I seem to see across the sea
I tend to find among blazing stars
Colors and patterns worthy of Dalí
Oh, if only he
Could see what I could see!
Then again, something tells me he understands
A punctured heart engulfed in flames
Constitutes the girl next door
A cowboy on a mustang, pulling on the reigns
My brother rides off into the sunset
The dream ends as nighttime falls
My brother moved far away
The girl tied her last knot yesterday
And people have the gall to ask
Why I spend my time in my head
Well, if only they knew what I’ve been through
They too would do anything
To escape their precious hell.
© Katie V., Gainesville, GA
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