dreamy

blood red velvet corridor
an artery of my mind
I dwelt I thought I moved
through this vein of a dream


memories as web
webbed upon web
heaving ordered soup


witn in its strung...
an intentional present
dragging and knifing
an editorialisitic ego
an animal and man
and divisions of doubt
eyes without sight

work..displace..
to accomadate...seat
your daily flux of new sensations