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A Romantic Dream to Sew Together Urban Pieces:


Eye Lenses ReFocalize d-r-a-m-a from dream


 


Sniffles and giggles shatter the glass


c r a c k s into pieces with light reflecting various people’s faces


like marble does the eyes


   blackened with


       the


       dusts of


            memory.


Sesame seed-lashed, his eye-rich prune glossed,


 Like black olives—


 I will remember


his hair


 reaching neck line, as moist thick waves


    in which I could let my hand swim


  imagine that it were dark chocolate that


   I could shovel heartily into my mouth


    and become the


  sprinkling espresso


            that wakes me CLEAN


                    from the dusty


                          coffee BEAN. 


 


 


Lenses


 


Fingers on piano keys vertebrae my crown


into a popping ivory slide,


 My thoughts glide


    with no defined place to sit down.


Handled by ocean waves


 


in a café filled with people,


     rise and 


then fall   like   appetite,


ebb and wane—


 the external enters my blood stream


and I become profane.


 


 


Moving is Endless


 


To keep moving, searching endlessly


  on the streets of the city


Does not bring thee, necessarily


  to true freedom, sanctity


 


It is an obsession with glory


  with achievement’s false story


Never read in its entirety


  rather fragmented witty.   


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


 


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