Friday, December 30, 2011

Room 418

to jerry Cornelius

In a hotel room far from home,
the dream within a dream
came to the fore.
The bodies
silently materialized
through windows & walls,
each one surrounded
the space near my bed.
My eyes searched through
a sea of blank faces
& placid hands
for a sign,
a sound of life,
but found none
while the room filled
with an unending succession
of absinthe colored waves.
I watched the bodies
disappear through
the windows & walls,
until I alone remained.
I awakened to a bright
unapologetic morning,
& realized, days later,
that my means of escape
had been visible all along....
If only I'd opened the door.

Marie Lecrivain 
copyright 2011 marie lecrivain

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