Monday, March 28, 2022



I just woke from this. A burning cloud heaves over Manhattan. Buildings vanish as dreams on waking. Deep reds and black race towards me. Subway. Jupiter Street. Tunnel collapses. The sky is on fire embers of red and orange. I wake wonder sleep. The dream waits. Black rain.

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