Dreams in America

We don’t really want to live in a palace

We don’t really want to be the richest thing walking

We don’t really want to be so beautiful the ugly turn away

What we want is to get to be lazy; jealousy’s object

What we want is to get to be open; the earth’s project-

What we want is to get to do nothing every single day

with a place to stay

and have someone listen to what you have to say

And we have that.

If you really wanted something else

You would do something else

But this, what you have, who you are, is your dream.

To get to be POP art instead of appreciate someone else’s

pace and place and things

This is what all the blue collared slaves really want-
5500 channels on tv.

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