Dan Walters - Morning

It would be slantingly odd
To wake one afternoon
And not feel macabre
I’m not the slightest bit scared
I dream up these things all the time
And I always pull through
Around the middle of the day
When I try my damnedest
To live the life
But I pretty much always end up
Slipping through by the time I fall asleep
Having the same thought as I did
When I woke up
And all night long my dream
Just keeps on coming true

Dan Walters

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/morning-64/