Sur-reality

We travelto a foreign landbackpacks onlyspoon to keep warmwhisper in empty rooms shake the room’til the walls spin aroundand cookie crumbs falloff the bedinto our hungry mouths surreal dreamsturn real as clocks meltfrom Dali’s treestime turnsinto timelessness our breath heats the room a tropical breeze blows in from the south fragrant with plumeria even thoughContinue reading “Sur-reality”