Poem: I Prefer Dreams


I Prefer Dreams

by Katherine Givens

Originally published in WestWard Quarterly.

Fantasy fades into life,

When dawn rises from the night,

And my mind’s fog

Clears with a yawn.

Gone are the promises of adventure

In far-off worlds

Or times corrupted by change.

Perished are the heroes and blackguards,

Or the changes I, myself,

Act as the hero or blackguard.

Instead, I discover my continuance

When the alarm clock annoys

And the nine-to-five authority calls.

My one comfort, as I wake,

Is when I return,

I may rest my head on my pillow

For a homecoming

Into a fabrication, an illusion.


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