Empire of Dreams
 

On the first page of my dreambook
It's always evening
In an occupied country.
Hour before the curfew.
A small provincial city.
The houses all dark.
The store-fronts gutted.

I am on a street corner
Where I shouldn't be.
Alone and coatless
I have gone out to look
For a black dog who answers to my whistle.
I have a kind of halloween mask
Which I am afraid to put on.

where'd you get the pic? Nice poem, would make a nice LEE song.

I just googled "corpse," because posting on this forum is like necrophilia. The poem is by Charles Simic.

Daycare i love your enthusiasm, it's wonderful.

Now that was funny.

is that keith richards?

How long did it take you to come up with that one?

what are you getting at?

I was just under the impression that the third time you come up with the same joke, it must be refreshingly quick. It's a compliment if you really think about it.