room-chair-tetri

Letter Addressed But Not Sent

I feel like negating
Myself, okay?
This morning I dreamed
I was the leader of
A vast space empire
And later that day
I had conquered that
Shrink-wrapped universe
On the phone you said
Something on the line
Was garbled: I said
Can I call you back?
But I never put down the receiver
My record in the game
Is twelve turns
Twelve turns
From where I stood this morning
The red sky reflected
On your window
Looked like a gigantic slug
Capable of travelling
Enormous distances
A gigantic slug
Passing through time and space

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