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Published on 26 Jun 2008
Last night I met myself in the dark I was walking, sleep, no barrier I found I was full, though I had skipped dinner
Dreams swelled, like unborn children in me, carried me up past my threadbare quilt past the freeway noise past blood and bone of this restless body
Secure as a child holding its mother's hand I touched the white glass of city lights released a float of balloons in red and blue Tiny ripples of sound took me higher Faint echoes in distant mountains led me on
Last night I met myself in a swoon as palpable as a tongue touching water as near as my intake of breath I sang with a muted longing I walked in the air like dust