She Never
Had Dreams
‘She threatened and started running,
Toward a play park not intending to play,
Introducing herself to a shy snowman,
He couldn’t say ‘No’,
She kissed him on the icy cheek,
Always she did what she felt,
She never had a plan,
Strangers thought it was her mistake,
I think it was her secret,
She never had a plan,
She had a bloodthirsty instinct,
It’s hard to say what I felt,
I wasn’t myself for sure,
I had nothing to do,
I had nothing to tell,
Despite my anxiety growing up,
Ringing a danger bell,
I couldn’t ignore her heads-up,
I couldn’t ignore her being hasty and cruel,
Her persuasion did not miss the target,
The target was my heart,
The point was I had to choose,
It made me feel sorry and sad for a moment,
Choosing we always lose something,
Any choice means loss,
I was striving to make a decision,
She was too absorbed to see,
She was performing a smilelift,
Looking for warmth in jelly substance,
Making everyone happy and wet,
Might have been her new project,
Or she was thirsty for joy,
Following her make-beliefs,
I looked around,
I saw only ghosts,
In a hurry they passed by me,
They crossed the line with no fear,
They didn’t know borders,
I didn’t find it weird,
They came from another scene,
A couple of times they pushed me,
They felt ashamed,
I hope they did,
They muttered
ghostly something,
Galactic apologies or maybe curses,
I looked like a fool to them,
I saw a dog coming my way,
Red haired and dirty,
With intelligent eyes,
‘Come here! Look! Bright streak of light!
Let’s visit the other side’,
The mongrel answered
nothing,
It understood my angst,
Now it was my Dalai Lama,
Staring at light,
It understood my dilemma,
It stopped wagging its tail,
‘What are you waiting?
Go!’
Sad bastard’s eyes said,
‘You see,
I like you a lot,
I’d love to be your favorite puppy,
I’ve been to the other side,
I am afraid,
I can not,
My dancing tail never says ‘Sorry’.
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