Come and get these nightmares,
These ancient plays.
I have been trying to rid myself of them
For many years,
But they keep coming back,
In different styles of clothing,
With the same underlying stories
Hidden in the pockets like
Messages in a fortune cookie.
I have put up signs and advertised:
“Many Answers Can Be Drawn for a Little Piece of Your Heart”
Or:
“Priceless Answers Can be Had for Many Without Responsibility” –
Or:
“Exciting CSI Investigating Tapes – Play Backward for Message” –
“Childlike Visions Able to Be Acquired If You Stay a Child” –
“Wrestling Match With Self Available Here – Guess the Silhouettes” –
But I have no serious takers,
People prefer their own tragedies,
Familiar is always more comfortable,
Even if it kills you, absconds with your dreams,
Prevents you from becoming who you might be or
Cancels your ability to pressure yourself,
Into whatever mould others see for you.
It's worth a try.
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