Dreams of my fatherland
Who is that trying to re-live the American Dream…
Who dares to dream a nightmare…
these dreams we are living…
sleepwalking always; never awake to the smell we are sniffing…
that is not the smell of coffee…
it’s the smell of your fellow sewer rats
And what a consolation it is…
to know where these mongrels are headed…
we are not yet there…
and yet we can almost see it…
the cusp of glory as envisaged by American lab rats
Oh, lest anyone forget…
this non-commercial ad is brought you courtesy of Dreamcast International…
the masseurs of 3-D bathtub bubbles and teleprompter presidents…
they are the dreams that await your American Dream…
after you’ve been nickled and dimed
C.K., Jan 2013 (crl_vic(at) yahoo.com)