i wake up from the dream with a distinct unease,

everything couldn't simply be the way it ought to be

 

like a dream vacation

without a room reservation

 

like a sinking cruise line

with flooding waters rising as i catch my last breath

 

like hailing a taxi

but it rides off before i could ever reach it

 

slipping through my fingers

the dreams that couldn't possibly be

 

the dream that wasn't meant to last

the dream we have that couldn't be true