~| i n b e t w e e n . d r e a m s |~



won't you speak to me
just a little longer
about dreams,

and what uncertain wishes
dwell in the livid spaces
between conscious
and unconscious,
because you are the cement
of my unreality
as the cause of its effect
you are light and the dark
of a days passing...


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