First Two Lines From a Dream, Followed by Lines Written Immediately Upon Waking
Sweet leaf Keats drew my whole life over
It gave flesh to me
Tumbling over mountains over
rivers, through valleys
like a borg in heat
SHE stoned me
and cried for me
I let down my dress
and went to
heaven
Absolved of nothing
yet resolved to everything
I entreated the sun
Infrared rays reveal
astrological scars
amidst the ruins,
like a farmer's car
amidst faint
festoons of
pansies.
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