“even in death Eurydice he sung”

by wechslerh66

When they come from the bars
There in the night
Telescopic
And laughing out to the street
–Edith Frost

you had a dream
in a dark restaurant
with lewd colors

you & the Mummers
borne before the crowd
who had come to hear the folk singer named Black

but there wasn’t one
so none were the numbers
your eyes burnt orange tumblers
watching the goalie named Lack
he’s like the dark
& we were once too

when it went on
& went on
& went nowhere
eventually

you told him
If I didn’t know you I don’t know if this would be easy—
but you know that

& he was me

so I never woke up
& we’re still in that dream
you never had
because someone will–

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