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About This Poem
Sleepwalk Lost
Gray zone
Hands reach out, gray zone,
Wishing me, wishing you, far across time
To the moon, to me, to you
In cities
We linger like cattails, like honey spoons
Tasted, inhaled, drunken, wandering down
Down to the lanes, to the lanes, of our longing
We play harp strings, we play saxophone
Eyes dance among strangers,
Come back
To me and you, you and I, dancing away
Into star dust.
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