The Underbelly (Waking Dream #1)

I touched the underbelly
A great white shark
You were pulled
Mewling from its mouth
A torn child
Wrapped up in the blood
Of a thousand forevers
And struggling against the
Moments truth and the
Aged old history that
Was creation
And evolution
And tomorrow
And never.
Reborn into that moment
Retold by a vison
That appeared in my
Sleep
Steeped in some crazy
Unconscious way
In the murky waters
Of a thousand words.

by Cathleen Treacy on Sunday, November 22, 2009

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