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I awoke from a dream this morn
so irrevocably changed I decided to stay in bed
forever --
that's when the alarm started beeing
the meow in the kitchen was hungry
the keyboard asked to turn the heat up
(even as the blankets complained of the warmth)
the Ring downstairs fencing with, and beating,
the butter, the bread,
ignoring ruff, who wants in after doing his business
like a good boy
Abercrombie hides, cowering in the closet
(afraid, of course, of anything new).
But the dream I had: everything had a
name
which was unpronounceable, so everyone communicated
in easy-to-draw pictures
it was so simple that Ring
was just: O
I was O too
and superjacent, we were: O
and side-by-side infinity,
not the ocean-liner in the carport
nor a baseball nor a pencil nor a cookbook.
No,
in my dream, I reached for my money-hole
found it empty, an-atman, no-self
and I totally naked
not Ring even, but Smile-on-Smile
but before we lace lips
9 infinity strikes
and meow, ruff, even the Ring (not O)
... somehow the world dies overnight
but no one tells me.