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my fantasies, o so enormous

my fantasies, o so enormous

my fantasies, o so enormous
 either in discomfort or connected,
 debating my own space, i spied some shadows
 from your neighbor's window.

 the light has formed yet from her lampshade,
 and your steps' chirping toward her doorsteps.
 to capture your privacy with others. however pause
 and blank smudges you may create. collapsing
 forms. suspended. o, so enormous, my fantasy is!

 (now, faces and shadows grew silent, like our own
 familiar rehearsed movements. i was wearing off,
 wearing off with my own spaces.
 the passing ghost i've just created alternately hurt
 and satisfied me, akin to a barcelona movie)

 afar, you kissed your doglady. "hello", you said
 "not from a dog, but a cat hair." what a package deal!

 outside, the morning and my heart looks pale.

 i took a second shower for the morning, doubts grew in
 anxiously bored. 'twas already eleven fifteen.
 "the hair of that cat is still luring him,
 no, the dog is luring him," i imagined.

 pointlessly i created some tea space: like chamomile.
 some shopping space:
 like bouquets of shining gold and your smile

  ©anna laurencio /2014

  poem is part metaphor,
  part imagination of the author salted with the power of art .
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Submitted on August 21, 2014

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