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Fateful Dream

Writer: Adam GreeneAdam Greene

i wandered out in the dead of night

and questioned who may have been making me dream;

for the ghosts who sang came not of my mind;

they ached and cried,

and shook and sighed,

and made me do the same:


am i an able man?

whose shoes do I wear?

and have i worn them before?


three times I asked myself these questions,

and three times I heard only the emptiness

of the dead fire in my chest:


until the triple knot of existence

swelled up inside of me

and breathed blue fire


acrylic on canvas, 22"x30"

 
 
 

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