dreams

Spoke dreams not tangible to a place that I could touch

but called crazy

when my name was tough to say

and I answered

and I invited anxiety in

made scrumpets 

poured chamomile 

while being talked 

back to safety

convinced 

to never utter 

dreams

to never reach,

expect,

or believe

I obeyed

by flooding my sight

and my site 

with images 

of dreams not tangible

to a place I could touch

until I can feel them

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