Sunday, June 30, 2013

Convoluted Dreams

I saw him bare-chested
and shaved displayed upon a stage

there were, "oohs" and "ahhs,"
about his physique and his light blue eyes

various women offered him a prize.
I woke and spoke to him lying beside me

he was dreaming of dead people,
his sister and brother in rotting flesh

waiting for him 
to cross over.  

We decided we liked 
my dream better. 

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