you can have dreams for breakfast,
and nostalgia for dinner.
wake up young child -- it's time for school!
dreams for breakfast, wave at the sun.
five gold star stickers for you, child --
you stood on your tippy toes before;
now you're miles from the floor.
so coffee and grief for breakfast,
soulless stares for lunch.
it's evening -- forgetful thing,
you didn't get the groceries.
existential pondering for dinner.
you're eating takeout, but you wish you were eating at a five-star restaurant instead.
your old bones don't have energy anymore.
dreams for lunch and dinner,
count the same five stars in the sky
because it's a nice way to pass the time.