The Dream–1989

I feel myself falling into
I reach for you for support.

But I am falling too fast.
You grab for me,
but I am already beyond
your reach as the ground
crumbles beneath me.

And I am falling through
space and time.

I hear you calling my
name from somewhere
above–or is it below–
but I can’t respond.


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