In the underwater world of dreams I am unchanged
I mouth a mirror image of myself, no future principle
intercepts, no aide memoire is applied
I am completely perfect here- and safe.
Before,before things broke away and snapped,
And what was solid slid aside.....
I wake- a gaping hole persists
I'm Anna Karenina today -
Please Mind the Gap.
1 comment:
I like the image here you posted... the 2 lucidly sharp womens faces - but they're cut up and on the edge of the image... Death of self indeed...
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