I Am Not a Dreamer

And I’m lucky as can be.
Because if I had one dream,
I’d probably also have
Two or three.
And if I had a dream,
One or two or more,
Then I would never
See this day is just
Like the one before.
If I had a dream,
I’d never really be
Me.
Cause in order to
Dream,
You pay a vastly
High penalty.
Whoever said
Dreams are free,
Is lying through
His teeth.
Dreams cost
The Earth.
That’s what’s been
Told to me.
You’d have to believe
In Oz or fairy tales
Young and not.
You’d have to think
Why is this thing
This way?
And not the other?
And that takes far
Too much energy.
If I had a dream,
I’d never be happy.
Dreams are stringent
Task masters.
In dreams you must
Exhibit careful
Happiness.
Days drift to Autumn.
Like days one day will
Drift past me.
And find me here or
Not.
I took up space,
Not wonderment.
If I dreamed at all,
My sleep dreams
I exempt,
For I can’t control
Them.
But if I dreamed at
All,
There would be some
Body back there
I could not forget.
And what are memories?
Little lancets of pain.
Filled with endless regret.
Houseman was right:
Never give your heart away.
For a while I thought he was
Wrong.
But me?
I own the day.
Hours come like always.
Night will be at six.
If I were a dreamer,
I’d take a paper sword,
And tilt at invisible
Windmills
My whole life through.
So I am not a dreamer.
I’ve far too much to do.