haiku (esque)



there is a large hill

in the center of a wide open plain.

a round, soft, open crest lay bare, exposed

beaming in all directions.

37 chairs

form a large half circle pointing in the direction of our village.

37 chairs

beaming in all directions.

ornate, delicious wooden crest, exposed

adorned in golds, reds, purples, oranges.

everything shimmers.



this was a dream i had the other night. it was so vivid and resonant i had to do something with it.


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