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Dreamstate

It could have been december,

or july. Not clearly I remember

what was around your face

and eye. A bus-like chamber, and outside

- on the road ahead, in another

bus-like smallest chamber -

our Rose, smiling

and waving a goodbye

with her pale-white hand,

fading in a hazy distance.

 

You saying she loves classroom trips,

me thinking am I here am I here am I

really here?, while I talk

using few silly syllables.

 

A sneak-bar out-of-time?

A train-cab, waiting for some red wine?

A bubble-with-a-seat halfway above?

A rent-a-room kept steady there

by a giant-winged dove?

These things I'd never know (dot dot dot)

but if that's meant to be

our secret heaven-spot

 

come again, love.

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Taken on May 20, 2008