I dream about photography,
and what it involves,
but pictures are for
freezing people with fronts.
I dream about large cokes,
with that ice bubbling
at the top, but it doesn't
quench your thirst like Gator-Ade.
I dream about pizza
and the hot mouths
that result, so let me
have another Canadian Bacon.
I dream about lasagna,
but the school never
cooked it right, so
where is somebody's specialty?
I dream about people,
and how I wish it were different,
but it's like
the pictures taken.
I dream that people
wouldn't have fronts
to put-up for other
people to see.
I still dream that
it will come true
that I will be able
to try somebody's specialty.
I dream of that day
that might not come.
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