Cooking the lights out every night was her goal in life
Harvesting awesome flavors from every ingredient she touched
Extreme foodies would travel from halfway around the world to sample her dishes
Focusing on that dream, the six-year-old watched her mom boil water
The idea of traveling to Athens, London, and Paris was his ultimate dream
Reality was more of nightmare since he couldn’t afford gas to get across town
It was this that consumed his thoughts as he walked to his minimum wage job
Punishing himself for his lack of mobility, he didn’t see the curb in time, and soon he finally went for a …
Making money used to be her main focus
If she didn’t add something to her banking account, she felt it was wasting her time
Leaving her weighing her friendships against the gold she was not making
Losing out on experiences due to hoarding time to use to make her stash dragonesque in scope
It took someone asking her what she was going to do when she finally had seven figures saved
Oh, she could let loose and buy some things, go on a dream vacation, or have an awesome party
Nothing would buy the memories and experiences she missed, that was her true accounting
So do you believe in the magic that surrounds you?
Pushing the fantastical into the factual
Enabling imagination to define reality
Letting wonder bloom in the field of drab predictability
Let’s drink deep of this fever dream and cast our fancy into the world
The ability to go where you want when you want was so curtailed
Reduced to going to and fro between rooms in your own place
And that was a dream luxury if you lived a studio apartment
Viewing those same four walls every day, day in, day out, hour after hour
Eventually even the strongest of will would start to feel incarcerated
Leaving one to make marks on the wall to mark doing your COVID time
Diving deep under the covers to embrace sleep
Racing into a realm of magic, wonder, and amazement
Engaging in a disastrous discussion with a pompous platypus
As the house of cards you built burns because you only had two pair…
Maybe you should have not eaten that peperoni pizza before going to bed
Being a ballerina had always been his dream
Underneath the bright lights, dancing en pointe
Looking into infinity as he bounded across the stage
Knowing he was the center of everyone’s attention
Yet he knew that being a hippopotamus was going to make it difficult
Spice up your bland world
Allow each day to be tasty
Leave yourself sated with what you experienced
Then dream about the flavor of tomorrow
Boy, he was so beautifully handsome that it almost hurt her eyes
Everything about his appearance was just so perfect
And all he wanted was to be with her, forever. A dream come true
So when he showed his darker side it caught her by surprise. The nightmares began
They only ended when the monster sunk his claws into her mind and her will died
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Just killin’ time behind these here bars
After being such a naughty naughty boy
It makes my poor mother’s black heart break
Livin’ the incarceration dream
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