I am the perpetual dreamer.

by Kirill Sakharov

I do not waiver in the starlight,
Go in any path that I decree,
I journey through the night,
While my thoughts and actions set me free.

And like a giant ball of cotton,
The dawn shines rotten,
The ordered infrastructure rises,
And it is anarchy that it despises.

This order sends me to my cage,
Knows at my creative fever.

Yet I still remain the gracious sage,
For I am the eternal dreamer.

Originally published at Feb. 12, 2010; 19:45

Nov. 16, 2017; 09:23 EST

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