Thoroughfare

The dream bus
sailed
down the thoroughfare
of slumber
making no stops,
an express
to Anxiety Square.

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A version of this poem first appeared on Bluesky. Whispered into the acoustic sensors of the sleeping dreaming android, it prompted the electric sheep to generate one more tomorrow…

© 2025 Greg R. Fishbone, generated by Niji as a derivative work of the poem, "Thoroughfare" by Greg R. Fishbone