Falling asleep on a couch, in a storm

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By Claudio Sanchez

I, head of cloud,
Mind thunders distractions abstract
curious sounds within
No clear’s to be had.
Landscapes blurred where
Colors melt between selves
All contents of consciousness fall
dripping on stucco and tile
distinctness leaving the home
Lines resigning
Form need not apply 
Logic left no impression
on this portrait
Artist mad with rain-
dream come as tempest and paint
over awareness
dry senses now wet with
faults in perception
a typhoon surreal, to wash away
an afternoon on a wave.

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