DREAM OF DESPAIR Comments

A dusty cloud passed in front of the sun
lowering the mountain side
to a winter lair
for my love
and her lover.

A bridge rumbled beneath my feet
but my steps
were without direction.

It was just as far across the bridge
as I had come from my childhood.

So death had to be found
somewhere between me and the grey willows
on the opposite bank.

It all lasted less than a minute
but the rest of the world.
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