Like Those Who Dream

I say hello to the trees

Like they're my friends

They watch as I skate

Through lone Beaver Falls

Time and again

They split the concrete

I ollie the gap

The trees hear the sound

Now we all laugh

I say hello to this dog

He's my best friend

I gladly concede whatever he needs

No need for pretense

And I'm just glad to be seen

I don't have to pretend

That I'm but a ghost

Inconsequential

I think I exist

Where words haven't been

Oswald was there, my flooffiest friend

I say hello to this whale

In the YMCA pool

It's actually John

He's swimming above

A cross, thought below

That 'ol sack of beans

Rides his bike through the streets

He fights sin and death

With a bag of gel pens and coloring sheets

Burnt coffee again

It's 7 AM

We're here to repeat

Words, not our own

And now we can be

Like those who dream