it is a racy life
Monday, June 29th, 2009Through unmarked doors dreams walk
introduce themselves
ask permission to accompany you
for a bit of time.
Through unmarked doors you walk
permission given to the dreams
it is a racy life
living with your dreams and you.
You do not know
another way
to live.
You cried today
your tears heavy
with dream residue.
Tomorrow
other dreams
will walk through
the unmarked doors.
It is a racy life
it is yours.
