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archipelago
for the dream journal
everywhere was
nowhere once
now everyone’s trying
to meet up
that’s why the crush
no one’s to blame
who could anyone know
in this crowd?
it’s a city
some try to break off
maybe they want to be
found
it all began with
just getting away
safe distances, the
brochure
they too come into
the swirl
the streets indoors,
the indoors out
no longer eye to eye
no one’s listening
now
it’s skin and the
skins come off
people are climbing
into each other
people are climbing
out
call it cannibal,
ever thus
it has to be dreamt
before it is done
that’s just how to
happen
nor is it all or only
rudeness
some distance is
required to show
the courtesy of
furthest
yes, come here to get
away
hold steady on an
orbit till
though orbits all
decay
you’ll say ‘no one
could have known till now’
and ‘just the way
things are’
and then a friend
face hardly matters
it’s thus we see
these creatures, ours
made of just spent
light
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