To Catch A Dream
Hand slips to slapthe snooze
Cold
invades my warm space
under the blanket
Stayed up too late--again
It feels good
No obligations
My teeth
don't need to feel the bruising brush right now
My clothes?
not TOO dirty
The remote
under my pillow
Not hungry enough
yet
just bills and junk
besides
the world
is dangerous,
anyway
Now what was I dreaming
Ah, to catch a dream. . .
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