Thomas’ Dream Diary, September 19, 2012

As I slip under the ice, it begins to snow.  Somewhere

a bridge erases itself

in the water.  A city bleaches itself

inside out, into negative traces, dark

over white

blue orange.

Later, this will be nothing.

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One thought on “Thomas’ Dream Diary, September 19, 2012

  1. Another powerful dream poem, Rose. I liked the bridge erasing itself and the city bleaching itself! You are almost halfway through the month .. wonderfully done!

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