Big City Dreams

April 6, 2011
stars on my bedroom ceiling

because the big city lights overwhelm the smaller ones high in the sky.

a diminished beauty naturally born and unnaturally cast aside.

no more stars shooting across the night sky

just a plane on its way back to port.

our dreams don't come true because we cast them on false prophets.

but one day i will find the darkest hill on the darkest night way up high

and only then will my many wishes be heard

and then all that's left is to be patient

waiting for them to come true.

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