Pronouncements
I dream I'm once again
Creating for radio
A commercial or morning jokes
Surrounded by station staff
As I gradually awake
I still speak to them
As if I really know something
As the ceiling comes into view
My mouth spills words
That have no meaning
To my waking mind
Nothing remembered or written
Please call someone to help
Wonderful dream people
Who listen to my sentence
A prison cell for more years
Than even a judge would call
I cause them pain
In their imagined minds
Even if they seem attentive
Barry G. Wick
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