Dreams Are Moth Balls Poem by Terence George Craddock (Spectral Images and Images Of Light)

Dreams Are Moth Balls



you persecute self with strife
you purchase too hectic a life
to sleep perchance to dream
but all dreams are moth balls
sucked down cigarette butts
living on lit red waste fumes
pain relief is swallow pills
drink another cup of coffee
dreams stimulate dreams wake


Copyright © Terence George Craddock

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Split image from the poem 'Dream Better Dreams' by Terence George Craddock.
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