National Poetry Writing Month, Day #11

Today’s prompt is to write a poem ‘in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly [sic] have anything to do with that object or place, but which, of course, really does.’ I approached this from a slightly different angle, describing parts of the dreams I had last night/this morning. (Note: Dick’s is the name of a popular chain of drive-in burger restaurants in the Seattle area.)
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