Monday, April 29for those who wander, wonder & define life on their own terms
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Poetry

Requiem Before a Dream

Requiem Before a Dream

Cultural Caravan, Poetry
Just…before…sleep lying here             cottonpressonnakedflesh before I fall. Eyes closed, someone staring back from the inside . . . it’s me.   Eve in recognition of her Confinement. Clothes pins, attach floppy disks to opaque, wind-blown curtains In between wake and slumber   See-Through, inside out eyelids, I could fall...but don’t.   Quick catch, body spasm feetattach Understanding, rest, Dream
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