Digging for Dreams

In the light of night

In the shadow of the day

Stars and sun extinguished

By the chill wind of a thousand questions

I walk

Head down and jacket pulled close

Whistling past a graveyard

Full of answers


The truth lies buried

Brittle bones

Stark in their ancient colors

In a box of memories and dreams


Daring me to open

To lift each one with delicate fingers

Look them over

And say

Yes, I remember now

Why they are important

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