Dream Song
I am dreaming the world again, all life,
another love lost or broken. I am
dreaming her breath, her body, the bed,
downcast windows, left leg, the chancy
accident, the face, scent, shadow. All
that has abandoned me.
I am dreaming clumsy things, places,
distance, even loss, death, even night,
perfect hours when I dream that I am
laughing at a joke I swear must be
bigger, senseless things we've lost
through the changes:
a voice, name,
dream, a world,
photographs.
~
The Truth about the Sky
It is true
the sky is the sky is
a System of unfolding
the sky is the sky is
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