I had this dream, I don’t regret it
You and I, there I said it.
Walking, talking of time gone by
But somehow not, the dream belie

Afloat

Something long silent awoke
Slithering its way up, stomach to throat
Between, what’s broke, a little more
But Knots for knots anchored

Sunlight

Barricade mine eyes to darkness
As vivid fragments wisp pass
To catch just one to hold to
For there day A moment

D.M.


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