Lost Dreams of Separation

the sheets glow
in the afternoon sunlight
winter lasted longer this year

the stories they told us are
carelessly mixed with the
frightened wind outside

we hold each other
as we hold our dreams
in the palms of our hands

i dig my face into his shoulder
as he makes waves with
his hands
delicately bouncing the
sunlight off
the landscape
of his fingers

i close my eyes
the red warmth of the day
is trapped beneath
my eyelids
a few breaths longer

soon this gold
will dissolve
into dark blue

still
this day lingers
in our bodies
as chests raise softly
closed eyes
knitted dreams
somewhere together

Neural network dreaming
By some computer in the MIT Science and AI Laboratory
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Lights to a Promised Home

The lights will dim
as you walk alone
                down streets
                       that lead you to
                            a promised home

 
Should have seen it
from miles ahead
                now you feel
                       it slipping 
                           from fists instead


You look at horizons 

glumly from the shore
                what bad things
                      have you done                

                           not heard before

Sit with me a while
tell me where you're from
               you must be tired 

                      of ghosts from
                          whom you run

                                 
The curfew is over
still the streets are bare
              it doesn't seem 

                      like the birds or 

                             dogs will care


You should have told her
that you loved her once
            now she's asking 
                   someone else to 

                            the dance

The Station is empty 
but tracks go somewhere
            trains still run over
                     souls looking for
                             lost things there

Will you find them where
you left them long ago
           or are you like

                    the rest of us
                            who'll never know

Atlantic City Railroad Unknown at Cape May Town, New Jersey

Frank Holder

https://www.pinterest.com/pin/429812358169907239/

                              

It was the end

It was the end

And we all stayed inside

With closed doors

And windows.

The emptiness outside

Tried to creep 

Into rooms lit up

By open screens

And LED book lamps.

We didn’t know

We were preparing

All these years

To travel

Sitting at home

And still falling in love

And still loving friends

And still spreading ideas

And still discussing events

And still sharing songs

And still creating meaning

And still being human.

We didn’t know

After all these years

Of being angry

Of being indifferent

We would finally find the time

To be scared

And start thinking

For a future 

We had willingly ignored-

A future

We weren’t at all prepared for.

It was the end

But it could still be a beginning.

Girl on Hiking Trail Reaching up At Sunlit Trees

Amanda Worrall
https://www.stocksy.com/1574001/girl-on-hiking-trail-reaching-up-to-the-sunlit-trees

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