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Aq50

They say that any dream is organised around a wish.
That a dream can often be the fulfilment of a wish.
Last night I dreamt.  I dreamt that we were gone.

Palaeontologists declared, after
years of painstaking escavation
that remains found tamped,
under a long dried sea were
fibres of make believe, washed
to the oceans floor from the faces
of a corralled people driven down
the trails of unbridled emotion;

Complicity secreted, streamed along
sensory tributaries scoured deep
by generation of tears, fossilised
into masks fated to be held up in
white coated Neuro-typical wonder,
so called evidence of genetically
unmodified strangers never enabled
to root in unyielding earth.

A dream can also be organised around a fear.
Last night I dreamt.  I dreamt that we were gone.
Proof of my fear that tolerance, for us, would come too late?