Daydreamer

Into the abyss
Time erodes the mind
Neither here nor there
Yet somewhere
Within the sublime

Lays a masterpiece
Amongst the debris
Painted in half-truths
Yet do not deceive

Open-eyed dreamers
Breathing mannequins 
Tailored in phrases
Words their sequins

Sitting among us
Unknowing of their reality
Could you see
The curtain calls 
Of human creativity

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This poem is another written 20 years or better ago. I never cared for the ending, so I jammed it into my notebook. That place where I`d jot down a phrase or two, a thought or concept. Sometimes I`d journal my happenings of the day. Sometimes I`d scream in the pages all my hurt away.

Tonight, I dug this one out and gave it another try. After an hour or so, I do believe it`s finished.

🎄Merry Christmas, Happy Holidays- However you celebrate may peace, joy and love fill your days. ✨💕