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wMisunderstood while sleepwalkingww 31 January 2010

He finds the world is fluid
with elements of possible destruction,
the pot-bellied old man, shuffling,
telling his dreams to himself
in a sea of urgent wrinkles.
They say his mother was mad,
misunderstood while sleepwalking.
Who else would he tell, muttering aloud
to the constant baying of hunting dogs?
He can only profit from unplanned
and escaping moments of the sun.
It's just his way of tricking the temporary


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