Note to Mrs

I remember my dreams

I remember my dreams

I pen this note to my wife after literal kef

I will meet you again

To skip flat-stones across that moon lake

The mood's young

I will see you again in the field

To pick wild roses in due sun

To handle growth with tender care

I will see you again

Don't stop running if you don't see me ahead

Don't stop running if you don't see me ahead

Don't stop running if you don't...

Your love be where the word 'work' is sublime

My love be thinking of two as technology

Equating the dull with the vainglorious

All occurring on the same channel Maury is

Your love be Jaguar eating yagé

Your love be miracle mana salve

Tabernacle head nods sans Cold War posture

We eat cold olives, pasta, call it process

I'll see you again, don't stop running if y-

I'll see you again, don't stop running if you don't see me

I'll see you again, don't stop running if you don't see me ahead

Don't stop stop running if you don't see me ahead