workshop poem

Caitlin Cordial

                                                                Utopia

This world is my creation. I give it depth.
Sunshine and happiness is all I see.
I close my eyes with my waking breath,
and wish it was all that could be.

In this world I have power. In this world I have fame.
All I worry about is what I desire.
It is ultimate life. It is the ultimate game.
But with evil intentions I conspire.

For when I wake my journey does end,
and my boring life begins again.