Notes from the field (6) – In Dreams (Part 3)

I saw the clouds run like water,

Like a river, thick and fast, felt

The wind pull the currents, tugging

At the edges and twisting eddies

Across the sky.

 

The dream held,

At least for a while,

Then was lost in the swirling traffic,

Dissolving,

Miles above the freeway.

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