Neurotic Dreams of Paradise

Eyelids, deep black gates,

Opening to light brown wood

Walls and slanting roof

 

Sunlight shining on

All things outside - a few rays

Come through the windows

 

Fields, farmhouses

And little streets - surrounded

By natural landscapes

 

Still, unblemished scene,

Tinged gold in the light - too far

Off to see details

 

Soil trampled by

Quick thudding feet - head up, eyes

Unblinking, outward

 

Reclining against

The fence, slumb'rous - stiffening,

Swivelling to see

 

Motionless mirror;

Eyes locked to eyes; agape - warm

Flesh enveloping

 

Word, word, word about

This arrival, and others -

Sight, sight, sight around

 

Arm stretching behind,

Pulling closer - reaction:

Equal and opposite

 

As before, so now,

That that's under emerging -

Away from the milk

 

Bright cyclorama,

Motion, colour - opening

To stark white plaster

 

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