Freud in America

The frivolous meandering of the creative
Mind
Trapped within the four walls
Of corporate insanity.
The unimaginable has happened…

Money replaces commitment and passion
Drive and ambition conquer love
The unimpossible moment-
Alone and choices need to be made;
Minimalistic nightmare.

Encroaching on a not so distant horizon
Approaching the inevitable end
Of the simple life
Crushing dreams, but replacing them
With different wants

The angelic soul of a dreamer.
Longs for the constant beauty,
That nature embodies…
The clean air that only the country can provide.

The validation of knowing the possible
Road less traveled
Returning back to a more fulfilling time:

Where chivalry and honor
Were still held in high regard
Knights and maidens in love
And living their land.
Money- only a fluid commodity.

The French revolution
Blanketed in passion
Longing for better treatment
And lives being risked for freedom.
An eternity in solitude for a possibility.

The crushing stagnation
Of 21st century America
The dull hum of cash exchange
No honor or glory
Menial 9 to 5 frustration

The inner child screams for satisfaction
Dies for the opportunity to perform.
Why does the world settle as such?
No possible mobility
Dream—reminders from a desktop wallpaper

Never cease dreaming…
It’s the only truly individual thing there is .

-Starr Sackstein