Can't Predict
Like a fish jumps,
shining,
up from the surface
of the water,
And dives back in,
as finale,
One can rise
into consciousness
And then plunge back
Into Sleep's
Alternative Cavern,
To meet a scene
would not have thought --
Meeting familiar
person
waiting alone
for -- (?)
in my own front room
with desks,
lamps,
books;
he stands
in dooway,
back to wall,
wearing prescription
glasses,
I'm wearing
reading glasses
his hands
down
at his sides
palms up --
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that's a surprise
you never know,
with dreams
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