When the world
as it should be
collides with the domain
of stubborn reality
A fierce battle rages
between the ideals
we cultivate
and the practicality
we perpetuate
The side you choose
says a lot
about who you are
Dreamer or realist
Optimist or pessimist
The well balanced soul
is a mixture of both
I pray for the day
I meet such an
ideal hybrid
blessed with
the perfect blend
of art and cement
To be or not to be?
Hamlet agonizes
over the ultimate question
as we play along
at home with him
Waiting for the
party gift revelation
we all hope to get
before the show ends
Of course
this famous
oft imitated query
is so open ended
Open to interpretation
by pseudo philosophers
and would be poets
For you see
to me
"To be or not to be"
is not about
suicide contemplation
Not a life or death choice
but instead
tis how we choose
to do our daily living
in this unscripted drama existence
we barely understand
So what role do we play today?
Hi!! Ho!!
Hi!! Ho!!
Off to Sodom Town we go
to satisfy
our bodily cravings
Bring your roll of green
Pluck a flower obscene
Drop a nickel or dime
Ingest a victimless crime
Frequent the street corner
chemistry professor
Peddling pixie dust
smiles by the gram
Guaranteed flight
Pretty colors
Warm buzz
Sirens blare
Flashing lights
Hospital bound
Get repaired
Pump out the poison
A parting souvenir
from the Killer Klowns
of Sodom Town
These glittery rainbows
we chase perpetually
All the tarnished yellow brick roads
on our one way journey into the ground
Junkie dreamers be we...
Unable to see
the light transparency
Never quite thinking things fully through
What would we ever do
if we ever caught
the fantasies we sought?
Dreamers dream do they not?
Though they can never
fully reside
in the real world
where harsh reality
chews up and spits out
badly mangled unicorns
and slices their colorful carcasses
into deliciously bitter steaks
to be sold on E-Bay for 90 cents a pound
