Wednesday, March 31, 2010

just awkward footsteps in the distance not too far off from the land of dreams that call on me,
but i want to write dreams rather than dream dreams or dream of dreams--i want to catch the sky and put it in my pockets, but i have no pockets, only a shadowy trace of an imagination, that catches you before you drift off into delicate sleep, searching for a reference, but it’s so far and so faint.

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