Yesternight a man,
lit a cigarette.
Yesternight a man,
couldn’t sleep.
Yesternight a man wished to dream…
Yesternight was just too (Ha!) real to (Ha!) dream.
Yesternight a man,
did eventually,
jerk out of this (Ha!) real.
Yesternight when he regained his relative soft composure,
a man,
the man,
was a leaf,
in the darkness,
a leaf,
the leaf,
Yesternight a leaf
swayed sincere with soft breeze,
yesternight a leaf,
was…a leaf…
Today was just too (Ha!) real to (Ha!) have been.
Tonight a man wished to be a leaf…
Yesternight’s sweet dream is but tonight’s nightmare.
Moods change.
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