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The Floor of The Universe

A tunneling feeling
spiralling downward thrugh my being
and fall -thud!- against the floor of the universe
sprawled out among the stars
as I struggle to remember their words
If a memory has so much meaning
why don’t we all just live in the
mottled yellow glow of our dreams?

We can all curl up
in the corners of the sky
drain ourselves of fear
and sigh as the silvery-lined stormclouds
drift past.



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