Poem ... Emerging
Emerging from my dreams
Nothing seems real
Driving a car backwards
My smartphone I try to feel
Don't know these people
Surrounding my car
Their shallow eyes
Focused afar
Some things are familiar
Picture on the wall
Even it changes shape
To a past I recall
These people start a chant
You can't leave this dream
Your reality can wait
We need your scream
I push the accelerator hard
But the crowd has largely grown
They slowly arise
Their continuance on
I reach for the lamp
To escape this dream
But my arm won't move
And more images stream
Silence is broken
Reality streams
I'm sitting on side of bed
Emerging from dreams
Rabid Poet
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