#160 - approaching the origin of the universe

10.6.20

160

approaching the origin of the universe

you were in my dream too

can can or goose step?

we slept together there

in every wish devout

all expectation, defiance

lure and leer

(but in the nicest needy)

vanished this once in the strings

some kind of a curtain of beads

time, light -- my thermometer

and where?

they are among us, lost in prayer

prayers lost like autumn leaves

that old self-pathology

a dream is made of chambers

still papering over me, the cracks

come sodden treasure till misting

each room, its practised bliss

and carnival, arrival

souls of books still there

and yet to be written

ache up to the day

much milkshake in me

so phlegmatic

come timbrel too and pipe

lose me for the words

and play