Poem Thing – Don’t Forget

This is something I wrote on the same vein as last week’s post, Old People and Old Places, and I hope that it helps to…answer, in a sense, the difficulties acknowledged in that post. I think I could probably write another post, and another poem on the topic, too–we’ll see…

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Sea of Dreams

I am doing the dishes, again… And visit the Sea of Dreams. Nothing’s normal. Submerged in concepts, thoughts, people, animals, and things, I look down and see a tarantula step out of a pale, feminine hand. Turning quickly away, I move upward, and see a face. Aged, but not frail,…

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