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Interconnected Dreams


Sometimes while sleeping
I greet the twin sisters.

Subtle faceless apparitions,
that love to giggle
while skipping the ropes to reality.

coalesced dreams, some call them,
living without an end or beginning.

in a state of drunken stupor,
set by feasting on the flesh of stars
they drive me back to the black lake
where we once buried the moon.

Effigies of time, burn on the shores,
the lake soaking its ashes.

Does the Time ever weep?
for what it has lost,
even in these interconnected dreams

an undecipherable hymn now,
colludes with my stupor
as the faceless Twin Sisters smile.

I shall remember nothing
except for their holy unison
and the figments of thread
sewing their thumbs together


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