In came with a gust of the wind
all the letters you shredded once.
Maple leaves, strewn on the floor.
A street car honked outside
at an imagined horse standing stunned
in the middle of the road that led nowhere.
The night was long but we talked away
in the wee hours of the darkened room.
Your face was covered with all those letters you shredded once
and I was reading the ones which you never wrote.
In a surreal trance I watched
the demented ceiling fan whirling above;
the mind of someone I knew once
could be seen with an uncanny clarity
performing feats like an acrobat
on the wildly circling fan above.
As soon as the the day begins I will move out
to step into the corporate world
of walls rising to insane heights and wallpapers peeling off.
Thanks +Lise Wal for the surreal inspiration
all the letters you shredded once.
Maple leaves, strewn on the floor.
A street car honked outside
at an imagined horse standing stunned
in the middle of the road that led nowhere.
The night was long but we talked away
in the wee hours of the darkened room.
Your face was covered with all those letters you shredded once
and I was reading the ones which you never wrote.
In a surreal trance I watched
the demented ceiling fan whirling above;
the mind of someone I knew once
could be seen with an uncanny clarity
performing feats like an acrobat
on the wildly circling fan above.
As soon as the the day begins I will move out
to step into the corporate world
of walls rising to insane heights and wallpapers peeling off.
Thanks +Lise Wal for the surreal inspiration
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