#681 - go back

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go back

 

as if hand held out to receive

I pay with the stones in my pocket

 

it’s like you’re in the picture

you paint

 

who would have expected

our brand new apartment submerged?

 

and somebody says

‘don’t open that porthole’

 

through which we watch

the mermaid antics

 

wait for the dolphin gong

dream hoops!

 

then we’re along streets

now canals

 

and offer our various services

the monsoon then the dry

 

as if wherever expected

snow predicted too

 

then a word has fallen in

a simple chase ensues

 

I think it was a notebook

(I mean the kind with biro)

 

in the restaurant must have been

and they’re yet to sweep

 

so it may be dusty

still a chance

 

it’s as if you could worry up the past

just where you are

 

I hear the first birds

different each day

 

lost something in a dream

and have to get back there

 

the everyday trail is longer to work

somehow you’ve always known that