once a dreamer

I found a silver dollar
down the hallway
or was it a beach?
no longer remember the sand beneath my feet.

once a dreamer
twice a believer
outside world is creeping in

I found a magazine
torn away
dream interlopes along the way
cinders glow in the awkward cold
dreams are always bought and never sold.

once a dream
lying on the street
paved with acid tongue
God’s soft relief

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