of water and other things
I dream a golden beach with sand
between my toes, blue sky and
the white rushing sea in my ears.
I am barefoot; my clothes ripple.
Dream people talk to me as
I walk, in French - I reply
in the same language speaking
throatily with polishes vowels.
In my dream I cross train tracks
and hear shouting - a red steam
engine and the driver pointing at me
suddenly the sea is loud in my ears
the station and the red train have
I am still following the line of the dream
nearby is someone I loved
now gone waiting for me to return.
Visit Zelda's Website
Panic! Art Gallery