printer of dreams

You saw parents lose their sanity

In front of their kids

And pretend it never happened

But you know what they did

It was not their fault you tell yourself

It must be their jobs

Paying mortgage with a picture

Of those mountainous dogs

and you figure out the mechanism

The wheel on the cogs

You were privileged and studied

Read Spinoza and Hobbes

It was Capital and fantasies

The price that you paid

For illusions of a better past

which won‘t go away

And you kept the village memories

The printer of dreams

You remember all the gossip

It was all as it seemed

And they never talked about it

but you saw it in print

tracing misery and loneliness

and loss that they hid