it was a wonderful dream, comforting, my brother and i talking softly to each other, he who has passed on farther than before and now, not on those lakes, and we were speaking softly, and comforting, the most loved of my relatives, and i was reading slowly and telling him about william blake, and it was, did i say loving, here now, so many years later, or were they, and we were in pennsylvania and kind to one another, did i say that, did i already say that, and it was so very loving among us, among my birth family, among our home in kingston pennsylvania, did i say that, and now, here, so old, waking in the cold, azure, whom i love above all else, sleeping quietly in the next room, and mark gone, mark my brother gone, and outside cold and family estranged, and azure and i here in the warmth, and the cold just beyond the glass, just over there, and so many many storeys down, so many stories down and the cold, did i say that, the cold just out of reaching, and the sound of gnawing at bodies and stones, languages, and bleak horizons did i say we were speaking softly, did i say so _______________________________________________ NetBehaviour mailing list NetBehaviour@lists.netbehaviour.org https://lists.netbehaviour.org/mailman/listinfo/netbehaviour
