Perchance to Dream

I watch our conversations die
like the crucified Christ,
and there’s a stenographer in the corner
recording all these meaningless details
of our silhouette lives.

In my dreams, I’ll always remember you,
and the nights we shared
when we lay awake and exchanged
unspoken secrets and envelopes
sealed with a teenage vow of eternity.

I dust off the memories
and you’re cleaning out the clutter
of your unwanted past.
Ignoring my “Please Recycle” sign,
you set me beside Monday’s trash.

In my dreams, I’ll always remember you
and the phone calls that lasted
until the sun stained the sky with ruby red
forgetting our pain and together hoping
for a Walt Disney future and happily ever after.

I smile at you and hug you goodbye
and seal my heart away.
There’s a sliver of glass you’ve stuck in me
but you won’t be around to see
the birth of the Ice Queen you fathered.

In my dreams, I’ll always remember you
and how readily a smile came
to light up my shadow world.
The universe you’ve let me loose in,
smiles have become obsolete.