DREAMSCAPE
Trapped in my nightmare
of reality I dream of a hick town in America where people go missing in them
hills, where if you ask questions on the truth you disappear too. The local cop
went asking the boss of the logging operation that runs this land; this guy is
worth 623 million dollars. He can afford a hit of a grand and make you
disappear. He never gets his hands dirty; someone else does his dirty work.
Just like the hills have eyes or house of wax. The cop went and asked, his wife
ate her evening meal alone that night. He just disappeared...
I was a bit disturbed by
this dream but then I put the news on and see the Jews bombing Gaza and I
wasn’t anymore disturbed well not on the dream lol. I thought if a plane bombs
a 6-floor building and kills 60 people, and 60 are badly injured to suffer
horrific injuries, what is the nature of real horror. My poem is crap in its
evil intent by comparison. What a wicked world we live in it disturbs me,
reality does...
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