Dreaming in My Daughter’s Upstairs Bedroom

Last night, I walked old streets once vibrant

I stood looking in abandoned factory windows

saw faces dripping sweat and laughter

a Cadillac slowly turned the corner

windows down, no one inside

it turned down an alley and was gone

I looked back and the street was remade

with shops and row houses

folks walked sidewalks and sat on front steps

I heard music from a cafe near a bus stop

as a tow truck pulled a dusty Cadillac up the street

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