please dreams..

if i was a
cotton flush
i could
drift away in the wind
i could go for miles
or
minutes
or
inches
It doesn't matter
I could escape my
new Father,
and his new ways
of being a total dick,
with all his money
and I could
escape
from getting
more poor,
every day
,with my mom.

I would be so light
and soft
children would chase after me
and someone
eventually
would catch me in their hands
hold me tight
look at my beauty
then let me go