Dream January 31, 2021 Poem by Francis Poole

Dream January 31, 2021

I was at a party given by
William Burroughs.
There were Burroughs clones
wearing fedoras and
hovering around like half-filled
party balloons.
Burroughs wanted his guests
to follow his instructions
but was having difficulty
trying to explain what it was
he wanted us to do.
He seemed frustrated and was
becoming surly
and cantankerous
to the surprise and delight
of everyone.

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