Thursday, October 16, 2008
Conversation with the Moon
We’re having a full Earth tonight
says the moon. I smell coffee
burning. Blackbirds whirl around
a wounded tree bleeding autumn
colors. I think I’ve had too many
glasses of sleep. There is something
you have to understand says the moon.
Reality is another form of imagination.
This is seeing! The words are tattooed
on the inside of my eyelids. My fingers
are sticky with words and I don’t know
if I can wake up. This is a dream I state
to the moon. Maybe, maybe not he says.
Will I remember any of this? Everything is
negotiable he smiles.
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5 comments:
so many picture perfect lines in here... and a perfect picture to accompany them as well......
Thanks Paisley, I wanted it to be visual and a bit erratic the way a dream unfolds.
Very dream like indeed!
Beautiful! Love it from the Moon's perspective, Full Earth.
Fingers stcky with words, so great.
I just love the imagery here, and that sense of fluidity between dream and reality. Perfect.
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