Pseudo-Reality

Have you ever woken from a dream, and wished it was real life?

Where do dreams go when we awake
they’re like a fog, still lingering.
Try to remember what took place,
and feel them like water slipping
through your hands, from your mind, escaping

If I could go where my dreams are
then, surely, I would up-and-leave.
I’d track them down, look near and far
to ask them why it seems to me
dreams are more real than reality.