Marcus Nalgaber Posted August 21, 2022 Share Posted August 21, 2022 Nude on the Street Last night I dreamed of me I was nude on the street trying to fly up to the top of a tree The bells of a church rang breaking the black of night as if it were only glass The light spilled everywhere like water coming out of a jug painting the shadows with life Suddenly I saw myself in a crowd laughing and pointing at me I wanted my hands to be a dress but how to hide flesh with flesh how how how I wanted I wanted I wanted I wanted to disappear I wanted not to be I wanted to be able to fly but the weight of my tears did not let me take flight tears, nakedness tears, nakedness That's how life was in that dream on that night Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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