Daydreaming Thomas

Published April 15nd, 2015

I sort of spaced out
Into an ethereal dream

While she fell back
Into her usual routine

Of noticing
Amidst the material


Which my eyes have never seen.

She ponders for a bit in confusion
The possible reasons for my doubt,
But it's the subject of possibility
The inexplicable mind can't figure out

As I soar above the tops of buildings
And dive into the Atlantic ocean
With uncanny buoyancy I believed
As just another preconceived notion

Until I cast that fact
Into the back
Of the recycle bin

After I break
The REM cycle
And consciousness
clocks back in.

And still you ask
Why I've yet
To fall in love again?

Fake Smile || Davy Jones
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