Kafka Tamura forgot about
The cabin in the woods
The minute he let his senses
Succumb to the urban noise
Was it really a product of his imagination?
Or did he really spend three days in solitude?
Is this what happens when you wake up from a waking dream?
You lose touch with it, forget it, and live on, the urban legend?
Wasting time, craving for the flashbacks of the dream
To resurrect, only in your mind?
Five poems from forthcoming book - Great thanks to Reuben Wooley for posting five poems from my forthcoming book at The Curly Mind. The poems are linked below & always you Emma today rowing...
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