Tuesday, 4 May 2010

Dreamy.

Everything we’ve ever done
was meant to contain us,
sustain us
in
a permanent withdrawal.

No trespassing.
Welcome to Canada:

if you look to your left
you’ll see a gap between worlds
and a hole in the Earth.

Eat as much as you like
(but don’t have too much).
Enjoy yourself
(but don’t go crazy).

Are you having fun, dear?
What’s wrong?
You ought to smile more:
I can see your bones
from where I am.

Dreams
are like boats
and balloons:

they sometimes fly off,
and several people died
the other day
when theirs were dashed
on rocks
and beached:

the husks dried out,
and
one day
they’ll give others
ideas for life.

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