Inside the dream we see,

Hidden plasma
Popping purple neon

and dramatic recourse.

Inside the dream we see,

White truth
Painted clouds

and a moon made of cool sand.

Inside the dream we see,

graciousness.

Gregory Gathman, USA

We went to the Ancient Planet

to survive on kernels of certainty—

only to beam into the Inward Satellite

that rings like a swell
bell.

Gregory Gathman, USA

Glued down roads woven with past future recipes
made with Love and electric bondage.

The soldering is a bit shaky,
but we get the picture.

The picture poses questions of—

tribes

and an orangish-red metal liquid that clicks upon thought, action

and directive.

Gregory Gathman, USA