Victory Theme

someday we will slip into my dreams:
we could tend the dark cornfields,
tame the horrors that stalk me
or
to the very beach I arbitrarily idolize;
or pressing the limits,
the end of time, the start of my life -
I’ll live it over again, yes I would choose that
a better chance for the world to know my name
to build a frame that fits my fantasy
how picturesque; a sunrise. I wish for anything.

the infinite summer i self-deny
an option to sleep and never fly
Winter’s promise of urban skies,
Night’s dream of unlit lies