A Dream Escape

confronted with a harsh
reality of his daily existence
on skin
unfeeling any pain
neither
happiness, and this too harsh,
when nothing is felt
whatever be that, he.... finally finds a escape inside
his dream, it
was a lazy afternoon in an island
where his lover is
waiting
behind them the sun sets
like an
egg yolk
scrambled into
settled
doubts.

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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