Thursday, April 06, 2006

these embers of the sky
fall and smolder
in the air before my face
so much like heaven tears
or dead dreamings
or acid trip sparklets

the truth we wake to
with the blankets hiding fears

and dandelion pieces
dancing off aways
then farther

and what is this strangeness

I never remembered seeing
anything really really real

just the way pond water reflects
shimmering images between ripples

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