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Neighborhoods Of My Mind (incomplete)
I’ll just start driving through the neighborhoods of my mind
- nothing is what I remember -
if I sleep
I dream all unfamiliar people
- oil paintings drip to the floor,
beg me step in the puddled colors,
walk new images from feet to my family home -
it’s a mess...
like a bridge
I could dream this vision to the past, too.
but construct it with my waking mind,
hoping to reawaken what long has been idle
- so I can meet you again -
- man in the mirror that no one seems to know -
- I forget him too -
I walk through these neighborhoods in my mind.
no one home.
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I may never finish this...uh, metaphor...I took a stab at it.
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