Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions in the Armpit of Diogenes by DINGO the DISSIDENT binge-thinker since February 2008.

Friday, 9 April 2021

My dreams are full of people,

some of whom I never met before,
or shadowy, opaque;
some of whom are dead, or dogs,
others repeatedly.
And so I welcome solitude when I'm awake.

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