#1305 - there is seeing into the dark

1305

29.vii.23

4.211

there is seeing into the dark

for the dream journal

 

as if one might disassemble

the various aspects, its motor

 

as if to accomplish absence

here, at the margin

 

a few scribbled notes

 

other days have been taken apart

 

we keep the faces here, curled up

 

one entwines

and one folds out

 

all the fine tuning sky comprises

 

the doors slams

there’s any voice again

 

I was careless of the climb

there would be more to tell

more lost

 

I woke all over the bed

and knew I was the journey