I Laugh, WE Laugh Together
Today of All Days
Thor’s Day
I could feel the Silver
Coursing Through Me
Pumping Through My Veins
And Inside
Behind My Chest
I Could Feel
The Hyena
LAUGHING
Take A Breath With Me
A Step With Me
As We Recall the Golden Age
And
Step Into the Silver
Aged
Bridging the Two Worlds
As I Knew
One Day
For Certain
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You should read this production company title card.
I love all your poetry, Dylan. It’s like navigating the fabric-fraught labyrinth of your mind. Chaacters and moods and latent meanings emerge as freely as most of us breathe. It feels otherworldly, as though your head was it’s own little planet, trees and seas and atmosphere, et al. I think the Golden Age is a state of mind one can always return to, one of infinite freedom and perfect potential. Infinite freedom and perfect potential are mostly feelings after all.
read this over the production company title card*
Thanks Goldie. Ill see you in the Bronze Age