What metal
did you sleep upon
last night
that conducted such dreams
and from what source?
You stirred
with every spark
that stuck you
in the dark; suns
and their entire systems
revealed themselves
as you breathed in charged
solar wind.
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Was it copper
under your head,
was it gold? You can’t wait
to go back to sleep
and learn;
to travel again into
the burnished universe
you wish you could claim
was all your own.
