outside my house
a small stone - insignificant
sit there often
thinking everything nothing
see the house the stairs the windows
the rooms inside
remember
what has been said done
not said not done
sit there to rest
between one another activity
my mind dissolves flows away
the skies come alive
dreams perforate my head
everything is turned inside out
reality is switched off
suddenly clear
see it in bright light
coming from the holes in my head
these holes are protection
from the raising barriers
between the inner and the outer
these worlds are leveled
by dreams
as i sit
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