Saturday, December 6, 2008

Between Reality

She woke up when I nudged her -
With crusty eyes and a musty yawn -
And asked me why I woke her.

I answered, while she tied her hair,
"You seemed powerfully content,
And I was laying, wondering,
What contained that answer."

She said she traveled to a place,
Where people's hands were bark, 
Their dispositions were children's. 
She said the space behind their eyes
Was peaceful to investigate.  

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