Postcard From G.A.M.
After losing count of how many days I had been walking through the wilderness
filled with hallucinatory motifs--
I fell to the ground, I fell asleep, I fell into the abyss.
I awoke to a vision of beautiful, intriguing eyes and a striking juxtaposition of dark and light.
"Am I back from vacation?" I muttered weakly.
"The journey never ends," replied the lissome stranger,
"although it is completed at any time."
In my own small way, I understood what she was saying.
I asked if there was room service in The Realm of the Dragon.
After losing count of how many days I had been walking through the wilderness
filled with hallucinatory motifs--
I fell to the ground, I fell asleep, I fell into the abyss.
I awoke to a vision of beautiful, intriguing eyes and a striking juxtaposition of dark and light.
"Am I back from vacation?" I muttered weakly.
"The journey never ends," replied the lissome stranger,
"although it is completed at any time."
In my own small way, I understood what she was saying.
I asked if there was room service in The Realm of the Dragon.
Missive G.A.M. cc
Thai hyena 1515
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