AUSTRALIA | Monday, 29 September 2014 | Views [240] | Comments [1]
My sis, the grass-van and tall Karri trees, Leeuwin-Naturaliste NP, WA
Defend me. I am not capable.The river sweeps by three minutes at oncecleansing me of guilt. But the bearcrashes through it and breaches myinnocence.He rages and frightens my innocence.The psychologist says, "You are the bear.You are the river.You are the green carcrossing the bridge. Defend yourself."But the green caris in a forest I have failed to speak to.The green car was never intendedto drive in that forest,not cross a bridgethat must not exist in a real dream.Further, the real dreamdefends itself.
Landis Everson Oct 1, 2014 8:57 AM