Thirst wakes and sings . . .
by Farris J. Amari

Thirst wakes and sings in my
Inner ear
Water flows across my forehead
And I am dressed in its nakedness

I hear the throbbing of space
The distant murmurings of the night
A tavern full of condemned sages
Praying by the wine jar

Outside
Time flows
Reality wakes, breaks loose from its chains
And erases its own creations

Inside
Spaces open
Worlds cast off from their realities
The beginning drifts
The end disappears

I am standing at the centre of two eternities

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