I that I could say how many dogs or years at his pleasure to say the king is an idiot if I
vice within
sleep and sleep ? Potted
dead roots
the earth upside down to air-only
dream to open chests
elusive variables that are in it to reinforce the edges
in jets of naked yearning
grafts at full blast and everything is reset
sense
time reflecting the time that if they return there in the sixth
inside the brain domestic
tossing out the place a sheet slow
two inches from the ground
a thud in the middle of the edge jumps
the flash of lightning
incredible flare stars in your eyes in sleep
timeless.
Marombra (image Matisse's "The Dream" 1940)
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