No Dreams Allowed

Paved over deep,

 my thoughts below

 

Once brilliant shades

 of amber glow

 

The darkest light,

 I now befriend

 

Whose darkest thoughts,

 I sought to end

 

While further down,

 the chanting starts

 

No mockingbirds,

 no meadowlarks

 

Where stillness reigns,

 the present weeps

 

My ashes cool,

 my soul retreats

 

Lodged six feet under

 below the crowd

 

Though sleep eternal

  —no dreams allowed

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: February, 2019)

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