Hot dogs
Crocs
And a beer
He goes to sleep alone
Writing letters to god
He reads a chapter
Kisses his dog goodnight
He cuddles with his pillow
Closes his eyes
He never stops dreaming
He wants to start seeing
His dreams are black
He wishes they were longer
He wakes in the morning
Wishing he could keep sleeping
In peace
With his father
A cigarette in the car
A cigarette down the road
Another at work
And when his favorite song is playing
When a dirty thought crosses his mind
And one before bed
The romance is in his head
Music, love, his dog, siblings
His best friend is afar
His neighbors are enemies
He lets the Mosquitos feast
They are the only ones that notice him
His life is not perfect
Far from it
But the way that someone sees it
Wishing it was theirs
The way they describe it
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