At the moment of awakening
another story ends.
Like a book with missing pages,
half-read,
no ending.
A state
that awakens the silence
of the unconscious.
Where the dream-maker
calls upon
flying elephants and leaping giants.
I played hide-and-seek
with Ahmed and Dave and Joy,
I do not know them.
I found myself
in a place in my head
where I am not myself.
I awake
to a story
I half-forgot,
half-remember.
[information]Available ini print from Book Lover’s Market, The Book Lounge (Cape Town), Adams (Durban) and our sales man in Durban Menzi Maseko[/information]