Dream the World to Waking

some mornings i have to dream this place into existence the lights just barely manage to flicker on half remain out

they form a sheet blocking the sky in every direction uniform and not exactly awake in my uniform and not exactly awake

i stumble forward my cart gently rattling knowing the apparatus of corporatist capitalism took a knockout punch last night will just barely manage to drag itself up because we are dragging ourselves up people like me are dreaming its stores factories warehouses into existence

in an hour the remaining lights will awake the first customer will arrive probably the old man wearing big headphones beats by doctor dre