by Barry Vitcov.
Filled with the allure of double rainbows,
my dreams are often in technicolor;
sometimes fanciful with bright lights aglow,
other times a transparent watercolor.
Your dreams are nightmares filled with fear and dread,
the kind that wake you in the chill of night
and cause you to shake yourself from your bed
looking for answers not within your sight.
I wake with optimism and visions
of a day filled with opportunity.
You’ve been awake hoping for revisions
and relief from a night’s impunity.
The only advice that I may offer:
escape from your emotional coffer.