The Map and the Territory
Craig Chen
Craig Chen
here, wildebeest of colors crowd
sense & conflagration, in burst
& sway over torrent of wind aloud
& the rustle reply of leaf coerced
drifts among cloud, swift & hope
in somnolent grasp through plea:
run with me, color & elope
over freedom and thrice we see
for it is the opening of sun
after exhaustion of slumber
& our cells cry run run run
lest we get hit by thunder
in map of mind and dream
we in recollection dance
until even twilight's gaze seems
to rivverrun this trancewe fall together hand-in-hand
dream swim & wave abound
over reason and tight lip demand
and drift resounding sound
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