This wasn’t a dream.
I pressed the button and the clouds
Ratt led. I pressed it again and the
I walked away, amorphic, benign
I felt mild, but at the same time
Inspired and keen. I did chores.
I rode a bicycle.
And when I returned I pressed it again.
And my eyes swiveled. I went to bed
E xcited by tomorrow.
Hours later I couldn’t dream - so I went downstairs.
I wore bloodshot
Eyes and thirsty hair
I approached the button and
Quickly pressed it. The moon exploded
I went back to bed
Even more delighted
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