some days he woke up in front of a convenience store
or maybe he was still sleeping and
this was all a dream. not a
nightmare because his
life in this little place in this
little state, was not interesting enough to
fit into the nightmare category.
The store was always a 7-Eleven, and there
were always
some kids outside, standing and
normally smoking. they scared him.
because he thought he could be one of them.
but then he realized that maybe they were
just dreaming, too.
1 comment:
Hey Daddydan,
I really like this post. I have read it several times and it is poetic. Cool stuff. It is a nice poem...
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