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The time cutter threads the sky through a hole in my soul,
the clocks i hear dream about infinity
peering into the sky i see reflected constellations begin to fall
the clocks drift into sleep waking me up to eternity.

It has taken two dreams to seperate me from my shadow,
he stands in a valley waiting for the rains to replenish a stream,
and to bargain with his shadow for directions back to my dream,
i wake up under water my shadow cannot hear my instructions i am merely an echo.

whoever you are come forth these are the days that must happen to you.

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The following comments are for "Dreams"
by icemoon

dreaming about infinity
love that; course clocks, keepers of man's limited conception of time can indeed only dream about the infinite, which exists beyond boundaries or constraints of measure...

everything here, in fat, aspires to infinite, because in dreaming there are no barriers, no walls… nicely evoked, that is. thanks for sharing this.

( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: April 18, 2008 )

hi thanks for your comments

( Posted by: icemoon [Member] On: April 18, 2008 )

good job
NIce poem.

( Posted by: Bradburyskin [Member] On: April 18, 2008 )

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