Floating.A Poem by dukovanAnother lyrical. Tell me what you think.
I'm writing a book of possibilities,
of all the things penned and how they all bend. I fell asleep in the theater, and dreamed of an alternate end. Don't tell me to go if you don't mean it. Did you mean what you said, that you didn't? I rolled you home in a wheelchair. I was spotted on the way. I was worried what they'd say. Your bodies asleep in a wheelchair, you dream of going somewhere safe. She said, "Don't let me go." Although, I didn't know. I'm in your veins, floating down the river on our chariot crates. Fading away, from the last place you came. It all blends in the end either way. © 2012 dukovanReviews
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