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"To sleep, perchance to dream" - Hamlet

i used to escape by drinking alot

This one goes out to, Eamon, my 'brother' in  Ivory Tails for bringing me back to ground, reminding me what counts, converting me to the Monk and giving me back the 88 keys. A truly beautiful, talented man. What more can I say? =)

On a bored day, when the dull urgency of office presses no more and one hopes to dream and escape.

beep, beep.......... beep, beep.......... beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee......  (we lost him...)

This poem made it to the Semi-Finals in the Fall 2002 Poetry.com Poetry Contest and, if I'm not mistaken, is featured in the Publication "Letters From The Soul"