Under currents

Take me down
to the river that floats,
Converging concealed
entities of the future,
understanding of what they became.
We became.

It’s been too long,
We can’t remember
ourselves from each other.
This faint drip
resonates the echo,
Looming in my skull-

Awake I hover
as if asleep.
The night terrors run
into the light. Dancing delight,
Round and around
Begin where you end.
End where you begin-

There is always something
in what was about to be said.

Asleep I drift
to the river bed down.
More alive than above
And rising from below comes-
The meaning we lost.

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