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Orbits Around The Moon

I am caught in time
in a timeless place
no borders, no boundaries
just psychological bolts
that rivet the mind
play sad tricks
on an innocent heart
and no measure of question and answer and
seeming logic truth
can matter the space
of a cosmic
dream
that has no borders, no boundaries
in a timeless place…


(Previously published in Indie Journal, Oct.1999; Dream International Quarterly,2001)

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