dream

[Guest guest]

I have this dream that my basement is flooding

and I have to get out of the house.

 

But what I'm trying to escape from

follows.

 

I snuggle up with a cold ghost of neglect.

>From the next room I hear loneliness

calling like a friend in need,

but I assume it’s from the wallpaper.

 

Armed with special love, and my favorite color

the beauty of a rainbow slips by.

 

On the other side of a chain-linked fence of connotation

and association,

I watch clouds sink like wilted balloons.

 

Familiar Street is a dead end.

 

But it beats prison camp, I imagine,

as I play with boredom like a toy,

spin the top and watch it go

like spellbound illiterates

zone on words.

 

Welcome to the tunnel,

perception is spin,

where a devil is an angel

eclipsed by the dark side of god.

 

Perception is sin.

 

But in the healing light of our misgivings

that fall like rain

down the drain

(never to be seen again...)

 

is something mightier than the sword,

the pen, or internet transmission.

 

Sensational quivering, questioning

diving into resonance,

this hurting depth of

ulterior motives

root deep

into a cave of love.

 

Precious cavern mystique,

holds the power

to swallow whole and complete

anything,

anything at all.

 

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