A Dream of Flight

I can fly

Around my eyes

Is the sky



Pure air

Around the



I’m on a bed

Atop the bed

Are sheets

But underneath me

Is sky blue


My body

Tosses and turns

As my ethereal spirit

Spreads its eyes out

At the vast expanse

Of nothing



White feathers falling

Are spread

To sprinkle dust

On the pillow below


Outside the window,

Where my body slumbers,

An a pigeon coos


Tossing and turning

My spirit

Jolts out of the sky

As eyes open

To the solid world

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