27 October 2007


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In sleep, infiltration. By.
In sleep you
Sublimate day:
Memory a water sheet
Fading on hot metal night,
Folding into dream sight.
.
Infiltrated by wind-wrought
You, far, but in dawn-light clarity
There you are.

4 comments:

antonia said...

i do love the last three lines.

mark said...

oh, thanks a.

backpakker said...

the blue is brilliant ...memory is a watersheet ..thats a beautiful simile , Mark .Ive always thought memory is like a seive ..at least mine is :)

mark said...

thanks b-p