Monday, August 14, 2017

two separate things

Cycling through sleep and waking
is the analogue of night and day,
but it is always night on this journey,
night or day.

Sometimes I dream of you,
or dream of someone else
here in the night or day,
between planets, between suns.

I dream of someone else sharing my air.
I think I would be good at sharing my air,
and my water, too.

I would be good at sharing.

Better than I was,
when there was night
and day -
two separate things.




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