Last night,
my dream
was kids
falling
from elevators--
Smothered,
they were face down
falling into wet cement:
garanimals,
overalls,
matching
spectacles.
Used to be
my dream fall
(doors opened too soon, and
I fell awake.)
I am
remarkably
distant.
So, I write about it.
Friday, June 25, 2004
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