Dream No More


This morning I dreamt of Gentilly
The boulevard with willow trees
The nonexistent summer breeze
that met its death one August morn
I woke up in a panic
For all I knew was washed away
The mist of night
the heat of day
Our death was met too soon

The gumbo colored waters of the Mississippi shores
The symbols showing signs of death graffitied on the doors

I dreamt of highways in the sky
And bones above the ground
The sounds 
around and stench of life no more
No breath is to be found

And then I freeze
Amidst the nonexistent breeze
I wipe the sweat away
Or is it tears?
I fear my body crying
Begging me to 
Dream no more
Say dream no more
The nightmare is a-knockin' on your door



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