On High in Blue Tomorrows

Lynch meditation

Yesterday
You passed
Through the doorway
Into another world

Today I see your reflection
In my thoughts
As if half-born
In memory

I looked for you again
Through the unnoticed strangeness
and found nothing

But then I saw a spider
Weave out a line and move along it

The spider became the dreamer
Who dreams and then
Lives in the dream

And I passed through the doorway
Into another world

You looked for nothing there
And through the unnoticed strangeness
Found me