weeding out weekend

going through old papers, my weird ramblings. and other stuff.  
I've got designated piles: use it or lose it, donate, ebay, recycle, burn...simplify, simplify

Dream sequence

His eyes glinted like prehistoric amber/caramelized sugar/my favorite ale

He was number one dream man again

They say in dreams when you're blown away

you're just meeting the lost half of yourself

Focusing in on the yin and yang

Awaken, pulled apart again...

This is a dream like a well worn coat

He wears one, a black one, he's a mystery man

and I've got a sign on the palm of my hand

We're walking on velvet or a dry hard creek bed

Listening to words that the other has said

reflecting the love of the living and dead

            I'm alone on a mesa, a table-top land

            There's a vista that curves, the mesa is high

            a sense of an edge in an endless sky

Life is a struggle, just keep it absurd

Remember the dream  I changed into a bird?

 

10/02/97