Bad Dream


When I met you I was happy

You seemed like the answer to my prayer

My one and only True Love

A dream beyond compare

Then you smiled like a viper

And your fangs bit into me

You’re a nightmare in the daytime

You’re just a bad, bad dream.


When our love car’s wheels came off

You went right for the nearest wall

Without any hesitation

You put your foot right to the floor

You left me in the wreckage

In the middle of a scream

You’re a nightmare in the daytime

You’re just a bad, bad dream.


How fast can a dream become a scream?

You’re a nightmare in the daytime

You’re just a bad, bad dream.


Now I stumble like a zombie

Looking everywhere for brains

I drink bottomless cups of coffee

Feel like I’m circling the drain

You were never ever what you seemed

You’re a nightmare in the daytime

You’re just a bad, bad dream.


How fast can a dream become a scream?

You’re a nightmare in the daytime

You’re just a bad, bad dream.

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Tasting

 

Sometimes I can almost taste a different life

Where foods that never touched

my tongue

are familiar

Where smells I can’t

remember are

nevertheless

remembered.

I can taste the still, busy air

layered with lives

soaked with labor’s sweat

washed with cheap soap

floating down hallways in

crowded buildings

Fatigue and love and someone else’s

hate are buried

in the old wood of the door frames above

the flaked thin carpet

where I never walked