*Pencils & Crystals

And then kerjillions of stars start to shine.
And icy comets go whizzing by.
They live in translucent jelly an converse in light flashes liquefying bones of the world and eating the jelly.

The one night, during a dream,
I looked down and saw myself way below
at a desk, writing the dream and devising these complicated plots
for this dolt-like dreamer to stumble through.