Oh, lovely nightmare
of the canal and futile,
panicked paddling, I do
love to wake from you
with you. A film
of absurd residue
coats my grogged
consciousness. You
depart like a cool
lover. I get up and
get into a day,
which joins other
days I haven't understood.
Dearest canal-nightmare,
you're so easy
by contrast to these
lived days. I enjoy
working with you.
hans ostrom 2014
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