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Last night I dreamed about Doris Lessing She had very grey hair She was eating a meal I wanted to dance for her on the table I wanted to please her I wanted to be Everything she'd want me to be
Tonight it got dark before I got home The pavement was shining with dirt and with rain I was carrying the day like a donkey uncertain If the carrot of evening Would help the day's
load slip away
There's a time at night When the space around you Gets so eternal you can't hear a sound No cars no lights no voices no bounds to Calm
fears there's no choice in whatever you say
I wanted to dance for her on
the table I wanted to please her I wanted to be Everything Everything Everything Everything She would want
me to be
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Photograph by Chris Saunders
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