The authentic! Shadows of it
sweep past in dreams, one could say imprecisely,
evoking the almost-silent
ripping apart of giant
sheets of cellophane. No.
It thrusts up close. Exactly in dreams
it has you off-guard, you
recognize it before you have time.
For a second before waking
the alarm bell is a red conical hat, it
From Matin by Denise Levertov (1923 - 1997)
after David Bowie - Moonage Daydream - www.youtube.com/watch?v=JBwy5y_tdQk