Dreamscapes keep pulling us together.

Landscapes crumbling beneath our feet.


Trying to hold on but we’re slipping.

Dying to know why you’re letting go.


Interested in closure,

Invested in the truth.


The past begets the present,

The fast fading of what wasn’t. 


Hard to accept it,

Cards in my left hand.


Make a play and it sets it,

Take a loss and forget it.


Dreamscapes keep pulling us together,

With the land falling from beneath our feet.


Take a hint, she says to herself,

It’s over before it ever began in a beat.

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