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A Dream


A dream:

Walking through a market of food stalls, people calling out, selling their wares.

Looking for some answers – no, for resolution.

But nothing satisfies the lack.

Will it be found here or there, in this or that?  There’s this reaching, this division, that doesn’t end. Each fulfillment and it’s not enough. Commit to ‘here’ or ‘this’ and you lose ‘there’ and ‘that’.

One woman sees these pleading eyes, the split-mind. She makes a strange motion, tilting her head left and right and then stilling the motion, her eyes right here.

And everything is good.  


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