Welcome

welcome
brother
i will take you to
a succession of images,

my thoughts,
about
this family
all our
emotions passing through
the ancestral mind

during sleep
we will be the
objects seen
involuntary on this
daydreaming

the reverie.
an aspiration
do you still need
A trip to Europe
your wild
and vain fancy?

we summon
unreal beauty,
charm, we strive for
excellence.

oh something
in a very remote way

I wouldn't dream of asking you
or them
to reconsider
things and options

suppose,
what if?

i dream away the afternoon.
ideal? hmmm, not really

do not turn me off
i am real
touch my fingers
they wriggle

i sometimes
dream up
the most impossible
plan.

those with
unusual vividness,
clarity,
order,
and significance,

do not be turned
off
i am real
i am the one that rambles and
rumble
and mumble
and bubble up

like a gum on your cheek

poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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