When Carbon Dreams

by Victor T. Cypert

A dream of stardom—

the promise of rock-n-roll

lost

in the age of no chances,

no contracts,

no producers.

 

“You make it yourself now, kid!”

the voice on the phone

tells him,

urges him

to go back

to the space he rents

with four friends.

 

“Put it out there yourself, first.”

and the voice

hangs up,

but the dream

persists.

 

He thinks about the crowd:

Screaming,

Cheering,

Roaring his name.

 

At fifty he grabs a glass

to pour

another beer,

complete the order,

just as he has

for the past

twenty years.

 

If that dream were a child

it could drive now.

 

 

Shriek into the Void...

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