dreams dwelling together
in lands of aching beauty and contradiction
sunsets and sunrises swelling up high
or way down low
where the moon would never go
goddess of inner earth
undulating and sending an echo
to reverberate against bleak blackness of the night sky
the echo sent out and returning like
a mirror reflection of all
that dream content, subconscious and outstanding
in its complexity
I start to settle myself somewhere
between I will never know, and I know it all
resting there, perched on the outstretched branch.
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