surely

Dec 12, 2010 02:18

I stopped having dreams because I was living them.

we were sleeping upon a tarp underneath the stars of Northern California. I could see all of them in the sky.

each boy's arm around me was happy met. we would change our sleeping arrangements every night, but with all of them, with any of them, I felt loved.

this year with you, we tried to build a kingdom. the funny thing is, we did.

your face is all over my movies and you planted my feet under your rooftop farm.

you taught me how to shoot and I taught you how to get that shot.

the twenty of us. the communion of my dreams. we made it. we are here, living together. I did it. we did it.

nightmares are dreams too.
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