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Dry spell, Dry spell
Oh to loathe thee...
With your recall trickery,
and your shifty imagery...
Dry spell, Dry spell
You come to steal from me...
My dream scape harmony,
My lucid melody..
Dry spell, Dry spell
Such is your kind...
as you scorch the fantasy,
of my will and my mind...
Dry spell, Dry spell
Your end is clear...
The day a weave is countered,
Shall soon be near...
..:: dryspells are annoying, majorly annoying, but at least they come to an end ::..
*waits patiently for it to end*
:P Pretty impressive!
Is it intentionally tongue-in-cheek?
thx paradox.
goldney, kinda sorta... i don't really take my poetry seriously anymore... well, at least not as serious as I used too... actually that's the first one I've written in a number of years... was inspired to express my discontent-ish-feelings stemming from my lack of recall \ stability in dreams the past 4 days...
thx for reading :)
FINALLY THE DRYSPELL IS OVER!!! 10 days with barely any recall, and all of a sudden whomp bam, tons of dreams last night!!
My favorite... walking around houses that were advertised as having "great dreamviews"...