Long Avenue

I was dreaming,

barely bordering the peril of a Black Hole.

White noise

(an odalisque was waiting)

was it day

or was it night?

Night.

The sky was white and I was definitely leaving.

Soon a salesman, "Kinger", came to notice.

Bills on his hands, one hand was slightly crooked.

The stories he exposed, of Vietnam, were all fake.

He left, warm and with twice as bills on his hands,

he had the same amount nevertheless.

The following scene was core to this all.

I saw a figure I believe I have known forever.

"en turquoise, je me rends."

yes.

It was you again and never.

Suspiciously tall.

At the corner you were heading:

Elaine's Bar.

You were looking at the t.v,

on a bench and had already ordered,

the salesman, "Kinger", was there.

Eating ravishingly.

I don't know if I was noticed.

I don't recall much else.

I do remember some plastic, cheap pens,

on someone's hands

Was it yours'?

Was it the salesman's?

Again, was it day?

was it night?