{"sf1_id":676138,"sf2_id":null,"title":"daydream life","author":"Amber Aria","words":203,"posted_at":"2014-03-06T05:15:00.000Z","tags":["Poem","Poetry"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/676138-daydream-life","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/view/676138","image_url":"https://www.sofurryfiles.com/std/thumb?page=676138\u0026ext=.jpg","description":"","content":"(I)\n\nin heavy voices\n\nrole play to oneself\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;be unafraid\n\nto discover wyverns in the shadows of houses\n\nebon and amber scales crackling\n\nbitter breath churning up\n\n\u0026nbsp;a fire of maple leaves flooding over concrete\n\ntake a mirage to marinate in\n\ndesignate this mortal fight\n\nan interesting cause.\n\n(II)\n\ndrunk on the fog of phantoms\n\nideas steeped\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;stained dark with the fragrant wine labeled \"Inspiration\".\n\n(III)\n\nsmelling layers of sour glue under wallpaper\n\nrippled edges\n\ndamp from the persistent atmosphere\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;body heat\n\n\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;stale air which all but the owner detects\n\nthis one-room apartment is painted with bright posters\n\n\u0026nbsp; hidden beneath\n\ntribes of bronze thumbtacks hoarding concepts\n\nfaded graphite\n\ntawny paper\n\ndog eared corners folded from gauzy fiber\n\nhear the muse crawling on his belly\n\nnosing between the tall stacks of thick graphic novels\n\nbeneath the tables with the fold-up legs\n\nstirring up dust\n\nthinned sunlight\n\nwhite slats\n\nnote a hint of a breeze from the cracked glass, rattling\n\n\u0026nbsp;outside\n\nno one wants to consider\n\n\u0026nbsp; the jagged pillars of the cityscape\n\n\u0026nbsp; or the awkwardness in participating in the day's social evolution\n\nover this safe, familiar shelter\n\n\u0026nbsp;the comforting smell of self is rubbed into every dear possession.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}