Poem 2: Concrete Dreams
Concrete Dreams
I look out the window
gaze at the horizon
the blue sky
the concrete moon
The window's outlook is greater than mine
gazing past my horizon
past my green staring eye
into my dreaming mind
My window is greater
than the horizon
when I stand looking through it
not when I sleep
I look out the window
gaze at the horizon
the blue stance
the concrete dream
//Matt Fister
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I wrote a poem, too
The monkey is fuzzy, 'cept for its belly
I have a lobster for a hat
The monkey stole the lobster
I miss my hat
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