When I Dream

I have seen earths unknown
A sway of clatter within my head
A splashing of memory's 
That you never had

I have seen hundreds of faces 
Up against subway walls
Destruction that covers filth
Blistering heat

This man stands on black pavement
He has a white horse
He wears a black top hat
There is a glistening  trailer next to him

Silver pure pigeons 
Firing at my windshield 

No windows left
To see out 
All beings who ever lived
Flash in a broken mirror

Floating in a breathless sway
Fluttering beauty above
Copyright © | Year Posted 2015

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