The
world at sleep does not dream of you and me.
We
have all had our dreams where we are at the
center
of all things. It is upon awakening that we
come
to understand we are alone and a long, long
way
from home. Fear not, my friend, without our
thoughts
where would we be? I dreamed I was you
and
you were me. To dream is to be. Where is the
reality?
The differences between us lies in imagining.
Tell
me yours and I’ll tell you mine. You dream in
color,
I see mine in black and white. We were both
wrong,
only occasionally right. Sometimes I do wish
you
were not so obtuse.
Chris
Hanch 1-17-18
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