Make and Believe (rev.)

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Make and Believe

Dreams of future past
hunt me down
in the briar patch of sleep
but I’m no Brer Rabbit
just a man at the frayed end
of a knotted string of hopes.

Brer Fox promises death
but a life of absurd syllables
demands more words from me
and that seems enough
to satisfy the elemental storybook.
And every time I look back 
into its fiery pages
it demands a different ending.

Make and Believe



Dreams of future past

hunt me down

in the briar patch of sleep

but I’m no Brer Rabbit

just a man at the frayed end

of a knotted string of hopes.



Brer Fox promises death

yet even that signature eludes me,

I guess I’m too clever

for my own good.

A life of syllables

demands more words

uttered in casual despair.



So I talk to myself

and that seems enough

to satisfy the eternal storybook.

It demands a different ending

every time I look up.