Dream Poem - the Truth of Birds
From a dream the words escape
"The truth of birds: a sphere"
In a bottle, labelled and sealed
I don't know whether it's perfume or alcohol, hallucinogenic or poison
The bottle is simple, how do I reveal the truth?
I'm awake now
The bottle and contents have evaporated
I sense the truth are wings and hovering on an air current
Viewing the world from above
Silently
Forever or for long enough to know
The truth of birds: a sphere
I arrived and I will leave
Eventually forgotten but for a label
Copyright © Di11y Da11y | Year Posted 2023
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