from this dream to another

waking up where another is 

what I thought I was 

evaporates 

twisting and 
untwisting days 
against nights 

memories expand 
beyond the boundaries 
I have placed as being 
myself

what I am isn’t 
this or that, 
openness bursts 
as a bright light 

after seeing infinity, 
eyes blink, repeating 
dots, dots, dots, dots 
appear everywhere 

children play “connect the dots” 
but we don’t understand 
why they do
or remember 
why we did

from the insufferable to the ecstatic 

the mind trembles as it confronts 
what it wasn’t meant to realize…    

blink, dot,
blink, dot, 
blink, dot 
it is raining 
blink, dot,
blink, dot, 
blink, dot 
countless 
blink, dot,
blink, dot, 
blink, dot 
alleluias 

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