11-10-2010

 

Last night I dreamed a dream of lucidity.

Realizing this feat,

I tried to create,

a rocket-launcher,

or grenade,

but was met with defeat.

Instead I was transported,

to a time in the past.

Lunchtime, in between

my 7th and eighth grade class,

There I could turn invisible,

but I was forever trapped,

in that white walled,

fluorescent lit,

sticky-fly-trap.