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Posted to Action Poetry

dream me
into this
blue-motion dream

scrape me
from the inside
of night and line
your sleep with my
gentle swaying

who knows of
the colour of your longing
before you drink yourself deeper
into the crimson must and
kaleidoscopic expansion
into the humming of your
translucent spaces that become
your travelling shell?

i will be
your innermost echoe
the flood of your
sphere-shaped awakening

and i ask

whose voice has been
the veil that conceals
one name from the other?