Where do we go when we dream

Stepping through the mirror into the you on the other side

Catching a glimpse of the multitude in the infinity of all our other selves

Taking a ride in the back seat of lives unlived 
Or seeing the beloved faces of our dearly departed

Visiting the dreams cherished friends or lost lovers

Finding safety in the mind palace we keep inside

As a small cott...

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Just some more free verse that popped into my head. I think there is something for the sake of art in leaving something as it is etherically 'given' now and then....

Only my pillow knows

Where my mind goes

As I close my eyes

When I wake up

It says Nothing

Look as it lies there

Smug and Plump

It also knows

Where your head goes

When it's not next 

To mine

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