Dreamt on January 12th 1981
Fragments of self
float through inner space

seeking self realisation:

a gesture of despair,

a word hard won,

a thought of love,
an expression of the face:

each seeks an object
to bestow itself upon.

Anything will do...

so long as it is matter.

Thus are born

illusions of earthly being

which time alone can shatter.

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