"Dreams don't turn to dust"

But they can be stuffed away in an attic to

Be suffocated or

Left on a high shelf to collect

Dust bunnies

“Dreams never die” but the world sets

Out to kill them and

Trample them inject

Toxins in their veins and so

They suffer and may as well be

Dead.

"Dream, and they might come true"

But why did ours--now mine only--not?