The Dream Of A Friend
a friend spoke of a cemetery dream
and i thought of Italy
--his house
--our conversations
--associations feeding Pasolini
that feeds my mind
and there
--In the cemetery
--reminiscing on a life
--Revealed
--Unveiled
--In visions
Soft obscure
and internet
snippets
--do we understand the form?
--Pasolini writes of poverty
I feel the strings of history--protest--
wars I didn't understand
--the friend had paid _his_ price
--Pasolini _his_
we all wonder about that twisted curve of time
--how it all brings us
--somehow
--back
to a place where names like
--Springfield
--verse
--and dreams of cemeteries
accumulate
like bodies--resting?--vexing?--flexing?--
with the awareness--or not--
that
_anyone_
was present ...
josjr (2010 1101)
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