Chris Gaither

It’s Morning Breath, Not Mourning Breath, Because All That We’re Losing Is Time, so, Let’s Get Moving

Even when I’ve had sweet dreams
Sleeping leaves a bad taste in my mouth
Because even good dreams are bad dreams
Since the worst thing you can do to a man
Is to fulfill his wishes
 
I’ve never had a lucid dream
But if I did
I know what I would tell myself to do:
Wake up,
God is giving us another chance
To want more than this

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