seth howard | rivertown


Let us imagine for a minute
That all of this was a dream
The cars go passing through tunnels
Our hopes are caught up in that
Slender milky sheen

That leads us through the fire
Take my hand
I’m dreaming of you, higher
Through the clouds that hang
About the sky—I wonder
How much of this is real
I sometimes wonder why

The birds fly the way they do
Swooping down to land on
Telephone wires, silent watchers
Of unknown spires, they look
Into our hearts and find
Our hidden desires

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