This is a Dream



This is a Dream


Do not fear hit men
coming with air guns
under the rain.
Do not ache
for victims
at the corner waiting.
Do not worry,
the gods of human sacrifice
are dead.
This is a dream.
When you wake,
there will be no assassins,
only the rain
falling on an empty street.

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