Dream of Things
A lake, a snake and two black herons
talk of wastelands, mountains and barrens
where things aren't what they seem
and what they seem can't be things at all
because not even dreams could produce
such things rising or falling
being created or imagined
and the world becomes a vast cloud of confusion
everything ruptures--
a diffusion of illusory things:
beginnings and endings
life and death
good and bad--
time warps
the universe regresses to primordial sludge
further still
until it's but a smudge
of a thought in the cosmic mind
of a sleeping god
who once upon a time
deigned to dream of us
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