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Dream Country

Dream Country

 

I dream I live 

somewhere warm 

far from harm 

people have enough 

not too much 

 

without feeling 

resentful 

about not 

getting ahead

 

everyone goes to bed 

sexually spent

fear's kept in a box 

for our amusement 

 

and boredom’s

the subject of a 

national 

campaign

 

my dream country’s 

in the songs I hear

people I meet 

tears I share

 

we build this country

around the world

without bricks or shells 

while we’re still in bed

 

I sleep well in your arms '

til the alarm sounds 

then I play the part 

of a professional  

 

giving myself 

to those in need

and I retain something

of myself spending it

recklessly on you

◄ Cocooning

Pillow & Clock ►

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