Me

I dream, plot, and wish many things.
I enjoy each of these activities equally. 

Yet lately this is less so.

Like rubber without road, I am Peter Pan.

I mean we all like to dine on our most desired.
I laugh as delight turns slowly into disgust. 

I wonder if it is serious.

Or is it playful?

I will continue to dream, for dreams are seeds.
I am a seed.

Published by Ben Doddridge

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