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in a dream
where, one thing
leading to another
no one is pretending
my hair
(universal constant)
grew and grew
out as far an another
orbit
(heavenly bodies fly
past)
I dreamt it bigger and
bigger
and had to be naked now
as if to prove things
do happen
in such a time in such
a place
it was a kind of social
distancing
we were just far enough
away from it all
ladders
so much makeshift
things lost there!
many for Ron!
as I say, no pretending
and all sorts of
reasons for ending up there
my hair grew as a tree
does
and we were all
climbing
birds nested me
I would have too
it was branch to branch
twigs budded
there was a great
expansion of
bed, couch and bath
suggests a flood then
float
away merrily we went
sang
my hair itself of course
flew
into my eyes
and it became the wind
as well
it was quite the
journey
went on back then
in the waking hours
you might think bald as
a bowling ball
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