by Vivi Sojorhn

It is a trepidation to begin

To give up the fantasies and commit

Because fantasies are the cars

I’ve driven

Because fantasies are the hopes

I held onto

Because fantasies got me through

When life shut down

Because fantasies seemed so much better

Than the dangerous path of

Choosing the unknown one

Instead of seven, instead of the bliss

Of leaping dream-to-dream

Fluffy clouds to ride on

Instead of practicing

Instead of risking the real.

Fantasies(c)Vivi Sojorhn 2026