Pallbearer

Caught me carrying the casket
of a dream deferred,
heavy, it seems, with the weight
of an idea too blurred.

Knowing where I’m going,
not how to get there
much like the path to this cemetery
too narrow to be fair.

And the path splits up ahead.
I’m not sure which way to go,
but having a dream no matter how mixed up
is much better than always saying tomorrow.

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