On The Road To Caribou Part 1

Miriam Edelmann

by Miriam Edelmann

Story

A dream I had recently, or what I wish to have been a dream

Came this morning once again

A small haunting here and there is necessary to write

Perhaps a connection to another life, fingertips scraping

At something I never knew existed

A station wagon car ride on roads like castle moats

Separating here from there

I can see out of both sides, but I am driving

Silver rain playing tricks with the headlights, a slow dance

Of light and darkI can see it all, through my mind’s eye

A different time, a different me

But this car ride, as ethereal as it feels

It might just be my brain cleaning out, dusting corners and loft space

Perhaps confusing fantasy with memory

But it doesn’t matter if its without point, I relish this escape

To another land, another universe

Fenced into my head and scratching to get out

I would love to see what else my head has in store for me

Tucked into glass jars, lifting one scrap at a time

And reading slowly

Drifting out to sea on an open thought

© Miriam Edelmann 2021-04-03

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