I should have been able to gather that it was just a dream
Or rather a nightmare— as they talked out of widely fixed eyes
They stared as they shared, thought after thought— gross fortune was the theme
I was completely convinced that they bought each of their own lies
Either that or they're far better than I at working a scheme

They tried their very best to sell me but I couldn't visualize
I tried, but my eyes kept letting out the most blood-curdling scream
If you know me at all, you should know I made multiple tries

I cried— out of my nose, tears poured— crystallizing as they fell
They landed atop my little toes— there was a delayed thud
One need not be there to know that each of those tears hurt like hell
They probably would have caused me to bleed some of my own blood

But there, all the blood's kept together in a communal well
All of them kept bragging about how the well frequently floods
And in turn, they all briefly get to bear the most potent smell

I looked for their ears— all I was able to see was sewing
I tried to open my mouth— where teeth should have long ago grown
I was shocked to find closeted skeletons in place— rowing
I tried to find my hands— you wouldn't believe the things I was shown
You're much better off not holding that knowledge in your knowing...

For some reason the view was lowing— it did not match my own
I tried to peer further— tried to eye the dirt I'd been toeing
All I was able to gather— thousands of seeds fell unsewn

I tried to pour truth from my eyes— then I came to realize
They were already pinch-hitting for a designated team
They were not created with any power to sympathize...
At least that's what I gathered from my four-ish hour-long gleam

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