DISLOCATION
Not pigeonholed by words
or Baedekers
nor by the waiting sunlight
of a myth in language
between outlines
of my secret arrangement
here for the metaphor
luminous as rolling speech
with a premonition
of this verse in my sleep
turning its fragments
in nascent dreams
of an unasked alibi
in lucid reflection of reality.
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