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January
2010


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a poem by David McLean

nightmares sleep

nightmares sleep in the children now,
waiting for them to wake up
and face a new day
where everything pretends to love

but wants to neuter them;
so they become full of nothing
and thus fully human--
the nightmares wait

to make them men and women
and useless at living

© by David McLean

 
Gutter Eloquence Magazine ~ Issue #7 ~ January 2010