Dream Scape At Night When You Were Not Beside Me Poem by RIC BASTASA

Dream Scape At Night When You Were Not Beside Me



Time melts for sure you have seen
how Dali did it once tables float in air
hairs become rain and eyes
can be suns or moons in technicolor
skies like sweeping brooms made of
leafless branches of dead trees
in all these there is one horrible limitation

the soundless passing of images like
fog and mist and smoke and breaths

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RIC BASTASA

RIC BASTASA

Philippines
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