A sketch I drew in a dream.
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With three I spraypaint a
white stripe. Two get left behind,
I get away. No one can see me. But,
I cannot remain hidden as I navigate through.
Almost caught I start running up an ascending staircase.
It goes on for a long time and ends up high above the earth.
A person sits here. I sit down too in the opposite direction and start
editing drawings in this book. Scribble here scribble there but it's all wrong.
Maybe upside down the person says now, looking with me over my shoulder.
Yes, that might work. I draw the sun upside down. I close my book and see
her jumping onto a disintegrating platform. As I follow it breaks and we fall to the earth.
We land on continents, patches floating on the water's surface.
We roll over and look up.
