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I recall the remnants of the dream, the forgotten parts once more
I sat at a table where a Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy like pair came between
A most ordinary looking fellow…
One plump, with a bloodbeard, the other with a beaked nose , coned skull
And greasy, long black hairs, grown down to his back…
I claim to know them
But they seem to declare otherwise while the larger one snickers
Reminding me that I know only of them indirectly
Through the middleman between them…
After we talk about absolutely, utterly nothing…
I step up to leave…
And I turn back to find that they are no longer present…
As I make for the corridor
I see an effeminate boy…tall…
No more than fifteen
A fist in side collide against the steel wall
Contorting an indifferent face
Into one of self-indulgent, melodramatic
Over the top tears…
I take a prolonged look…
Then move forwardly on…
His cries are muted…
I turn back once more…
He too no longer there…
Just an empty corridor…
And it looks as if I have travelled far further
When I have not even taken the steps to do so…
I sat at a table where a Stan Laurel and Oliver Hardy like pair came between
A most ordinary looking fellow…
One plump, with a bloodbeard, the other with a beaked nose , coned skull
And greasy, long black hairs, grown down to his back…
I claim to know them
But they seem to declare otherwise while the larger one snickers
Reminding me that I know only of them indirectly
Through the middleman between them…
After we talk about absolutely, utterly nothing…
I step up to leave…
And I turn back to find that they are no longer present…
As I make for the corridor
I see an effeminate boy…tall…
No more than fifteen
A fist in side collide against the steel wall
Contorting an indifferent face
Into one of self-indulgent, melodramatic
Over the top tears…
I take a prolonged look…
Then move forwardly on…
His cries are muted…
I turn back once more…
He too no longer there…
Just an empty corridor…
And it looks as if I have travelled far further
When I have not even taken the steps to do so…
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