#633 - in dreams they are not gone

 

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in dreams they are not gone

 

where we have been before

sometimes hang on a question

 

everyone’s to visit

and wander on alone

 

it’s always neither day nor sleep

but called to conversation

 

I mean my mum and dad of course

uncles and ancestor, aunt

 

we’re naturals there

none tell a lie

 

where bury my vampire self

bay blood!

 

still shallow

won’t see wings

 

on mountains

and in deal deep

 

in dreams they are not gone

take testament

 

cart hymn here’s

a toy transcendence

 

as if you painted with a garden

live out beyond ourselves

 

there are no numbered years  

so free, so true

 

you’d never know

you’d never know we were there