American Dreams

like most American dreams,

it only lasts for a moment,

but like all American Dreams,

eventually, it will be bought and sold,

followed by mass production and a

slick marketing campaign,

until it is neatly packaged,

sitting on the shelves of Wal-Mart,

where it will become the next big thing;

for a little while;

Hemingway lived the dream,

now you can tour his house in Key West

for $7.50 per person,

complete with a Sloppy Joe’s souvenir mug,

in Oakland, at Jack London square,

they gather to pay twice the going rate,

to eat and drink where Jack did;

or so they say;

on the beaches of Daytona and Myrtle Beach,

the doctors and lawyers are buying Harley Davidson,

pretending to be outlaw, highway killers for a week,

in their black boots, cut-off shirts and bandanas,

their perfect haircuts, well trimmed beards and money wads

give them away;

American dreams are big business,

so if you ever find an original one,

grab it up quick,

while you can still afford

to pay the price.

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