Sunday, 2 February 2014

(mohawk kids/girls/women)

Right again with the brightly lit colours?

Try and remember your dream

It included a cat; a porcelain cat, two bars of gold, a hotel room in the middle of Mayfair

Were we the hostages or the hosts? Unclear

I carried two bars of solid gold up flights of stairs

Across carpeted pond weed

I placed them at the sink in his hotel bathroom next to the folded white face towels

I wondered if I should hide them

They were heavy smooth golden

Like a chocolate bar

And the telephone would help us communicate

with the outside world

But I was tired of it all

The gang

The guns

The girl

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