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Dream Pollen 3
a strong wind
of uncontrol’d thought
blows like a cue ball
into families of rem
scattering kin to and fro
changing dance partners
the real with the unreal
most of which will be forgotten
others for safekeeping
till the next runaway gale
Privy Lamp Post
where late evenings
awaken
the shadows
reflections
and whispering silence
of her night life
Kandy
This is an oil painting I gifted to my neighbor, Robert.
His small precious dog is old and slow and
often has to be carried halfway through her walk—
which is just fine with her.
Zen of the Deep
my flesh
asleep
in th’ unfeeling cold
the soul of my thoughts
arous’d
with compassion
the sodden’d darkness
alive
with profound understanding
I am enlighten’d
AI Vanity
speculum
to Me
speaks:
“I
… Am”
Breach
whimsical glimpse
in my sleep
only shadows
of my thoughts
the tongue
of my mind
numb
speechless
knowing her name
knowing the dream of her
cannot hear me
until
the snake
of untimely darkness
becomes a comfort
I’ll never remember
loujen haxm'Yor 