Daydream

A trippy common meter poem

Maybe the reason

I just can’t relax,

Though I’m lying alone in my bed,

 

Is something I fear

Just might be the case:

I’m living a life in my head.

 

So many years

Have all taken place

In a dream that is coming undone

 

As I wake up in class

To a teacher who waits

For my eight-year old voice to respond.