this poem is inspired by the 2006, “let’s go to your store”

take me on a tour of your utopia
the one you always talk about
the one where mental illness doesn’t exist
and we all go to sleep without the need
of meds and sleepytime tea
the one where everyone is respected
and being different is celebrated
and not used as fodder for insults or war

Beautiful….instant utopia! This reminds me to be ready, just in case that utopia arrives suddenly, maybe a conversation with a stranger in a bus cabin.
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