dreams do not break

dreams do not die
but they do know revenge
growing in spite
when left unattended
wild like the weeds
that crack the cold concrete
deep like the roots
that buckle the street

dreams do not fade
but absorb every hue
making waking
a pale, monochrome doom
blanching blue sky
to pasty beige stucco
burning red just
inside of the eyes

dreams do not kill
but the dreamer can die
crushed by the weight
of the what ifs and whys
buried beneath
common sense points of view
dreams do not break
the dreamers do

dreams, poetry


Jeff Garvin

Author of SYMPTOMS OF BEING HUMAN and THE LIGHTNESS OF HANDS. Cohost of THE HERO'S JOURNEY podcast. Rock musician, D&D geek, aspiring revolutionary.

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