#902 - voiceless (for the dream journal)

 

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voiceless

for the dream journal

it’s only in the shell of the dream 

you get to go back

to meet the gone

the world away 

will they know us?

always new tricks 

proofs adduced

to vanish as we draw the map 

it’s like that 

all come wondering

how strong is the signal?

will we receive again?

plaintive, the unremembered are

ask – does the war go well?

I saw the house robbed, stripped bare

(tremble then of too late fear)

only later could I go back 

knowing that house never mine 

I always forget to bring the gauges 

no one is called to account