in my dream ~climbing up concrete pylons
i think about being a trucker ~
sitting on a beach underneath a highway
there are hippy families scattered beneath it ~
suddenly i have my guitar and sit down to tune it up
a little boy sits next to me and says he’s tired of hearing
all the same songs and wants me to play for him
so i think to myself to play him ‘lucky’ but
as i play what comes out is ‘no surprises’
two girls i cannot see complete the harmony
and before long i have to stop because i start crying ~
hostile megaphones announce that we are to leave the beach
immediately and bombs start falling into the water some way off
people scatter but i stay behind to watch the pillars of water rise
and then a very big one begins to swell not very far away and i
wonder if it’s an atomic explosion because of how big it is ~
this is when i run, somehow i’m in a building, i run up the stairs
and i’m on the highway above overlooking the ocean ~
the entire ocean is now perfectly still & smooth
like a sheet of glass and the color is of a deep cerulean blue ~
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