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As a kid I brushed my teeth

And dreamt of hockey fame.

I knew I’d be the greatest guy

To ever play the game.

I’d pass and score and block and fight

And win for many reasons

And earn a dozen Stanley Cups

And play for forty seasons!

So, four years old, I tied my skates

And pulled on my first sweater

And grabbed a stick and shin guards

Determined to get better.

I played left wing ’til high school

Then swapped to play the right.

I shot and passed and blocked a lot

And even had a fight!

I went to play in the NHL

And was drafted thirty-second.

The success that I’d achieved

Was better than I reckoned.

For sixteen years I scored the goals

And dropped the gloves and won.

I never got a Stanley Cup

But I had lots of fun!

And now I sleep, a different man,

Amidst the moonlit hush

Without the need for childish dreams

And without teeth to brush.

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Dreams

When the moon rises high

Over your sleeping body

And the night fairy carries out schemes

You cannot perceive

The world as it is

But instead you see into your dreams.

In dreams you’re a giant,

A wizard, a toaster,

A breakfast of bacon and eggs

And you fight with a demon

Who looks like your neighbor

Except for his seventy legs.

You dream of a princess

Named “Costco Potatoes”

Who sings about pudding and skin

And then you awake,

Completely forgetting

The fantasy world you were in.

Lost are the memories

Of worlds unimagined

Like socks, lyrics, birthdays, and names,

But you know you are dreaming

When someone is screaming

“Your mixtape is actually flames!”

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I Dream

I dream of a Utopia

Where no one eats for free,

Where no elected shadow

Dictates how I must be me,

A place I can be lonely

When I don’t want to fight.

Utopia, I know you’re there

Smiling, out of sight.

I’m homesick for Utopia,

Where death is commonplace,

Where value lies within the heart

Instead of on the face,

A world of small discomforts

That all will know and love

And one where there’s no safety net

Or eyes from up above.

The void between Utopia

And where I’m standing now

Is only empty space to cross,

And so I take a vow

To walk beyond the cliff I see,

To fall, or else to fly.

My body may not make it;

That’s how I know it’s worth a try.

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Gobbledegook

In the wilds of Gobbledegook

Are paths too many overlook.

One path most people think is lost

Leads to a world exempt of cost,

Where man and nature have no laws,

Where an effect may have no cause,

Where you may hear a singsong tune

That smells like sunset on the moon.

The goblins that live in this land

Live lives most thoroughly unplanned,

Not to be shared with people doomed

To travel on a path more groomed.

If you are one who seeks to find

The secrets of the unthought mind,

To seek safety via dangers

Know this: Goblins welcome strangers.

All you need to live for free

Is to stare at what you can’t see.

The best place to start to not look?

Try the wilds of Gobbledegook.

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Imagery (You’re Welcome)

I have trouble sleeping now

Because I had a dream

Involving my first cousin

And a gallon of whipped cream.

If you don’t think that’s creepy

Here’s the cherry on the top:

I live in Mississippi

So my cousin is my pop.

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Another Once-Great Species Ruined

There once was an African lion

Who was handsome and noble and clever.

He wanted his head to be put on a wall

So he could be admired forever.

Alas, some American vegans

Made a law that to hunt him was banned

So know he stays home in the evenings

And watches MGM films on demand.

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The Victors

You see the victors on parade,

Their smiles of sweet relief.

You hear their proffered words of thanks

For the ending of their grief.

But what they do not realize

Through their newfound lack of pain

Is that to stay victorious

They’ll have to win again.

They’ll have to reface challenges.

They’ll have to reforge swords,

Reconquer their old demons

And rechallenge hated hoards.

They’ll have to suffer all again

And all this not to grow

But just to stay a victor:

And maintain the status quo.

Yes we conquered those we feared

And silenced those we hate,

But should we take such lavish pride

In merely stalemate?

So watch the victors on parade

But envy them do not!

You would not wish on anyone

The pain the victors brought

Nor would you wisely wish to feel

Their pride in wielding well

The arms and armor of the war

That merged the Earth and Hell.

One day we’ll see no victory,

No men will march with pride.

We will erect no monuments

For those who bravely died.

We’ll stand without a trophy

And we’ll not conceal our grins

For all will be the victors

Come the day when no one wins.

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