Dreams

you once told me,
when I was aching,
that this was not a dream.

I was not in some made-up reality,
half-dead, and
with my mind astray.
You said you understood my fears
–but you WERE real,
just like this place.

but now I am at the cross roads once more,
and you are not here
to guide my way.
Am I not now half-dead,
and as Poe once said
–starving within hopelorn dreams?

(C) Marie Meyers, 2013

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