My Thoughts
Fall and Scatter
My thoughts fall and scatter
Along the cobbled paths of my dreams
Dreams of you
Dreams of us
Sometimes these thoughts
Furtively scurry away into the
Wildness along the path
Like filthy rodents stealing my truth
And sometimes they just lie there, dead and useless
Rotting and decomposing
Becoming sustenance for more thoughts
The visions, or visitations, of you are real
S0 fucking real at times
I feel you calling me home
In my dreams, I see your hands reaching
Out for me through the veil
You are the only beauty I find in this hell
Without you
But it is not time yet
For me to come home
But soon
Until then
My thoughts fall and scatter
On the cobbled paths of my dreams
Dreams of you
Dreams of us
- Julie O'Hara 2023
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