A dream that you were in my dream. Same
Conversation, different face. The sign said
Reach. The
Others went one by one,
Stepping around,
Stepping over
Each interval.
So, you
Think
I
Can
Kiss?
Allright. Let’s
Cross that
Roof when we come to it.
Or let’s just
Stay here.
Telepathy
Isn’t what it used to be.
Capiche?
Leave well enough
Alone.
Catastrophe strikes, the
Rest of us go
On. To
School or to the
Stables, where-
Ever we belong.
Strategy won’t get you
There. The secret way
In is through the
Chimney. Let’s get
Kinetic.
Altogether history is on the side of the
Chickens.
Roosting, roasting; accusing each
Other ridiculously.
Stop kidding yourself.
The only other article
Is under the
Covers.
we dance to no avaiL
along the way, A
new spark, zinC
explodes in wateR
this has a dominO
effect on NarcissuS
who is disturbed by the rippleS
in the lakE
unlessS
the after-effecT
is quasI
deliberate we mimiC
whenever we talK
yet another way A
star is born. This antiC
doesn’t go faR
on the way tO
the other café. DistresS
belittles the resT
I
resist this crazy arC
