Sur-Reality

We travelto a foreign landbackpacks onlyspoon to keep warmwhisper in empty rooms shake the bed’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 air a tropical breeze blows in from the south fragrant with plumeria aurora borealisContinue reading “Sur-Reality”