The painter is his dream The taxi driver his reality His taxi’s a boat, a facility Through thoughts upstream Every morning as the reality Leaves for work on his boat The dream in his old coat Is out for another possibility Along the day the two meet The reality driving the car Sights the dream not too far Sketching something discreet The taxi approaches the dream And finds itself on the canvas Standing on the painter’s carcass The reality makes a doleful scream
Posted on: Sun, 23 Mar 2014 09:54:07 +0000
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