.................. I Dreamt We Were Living In An Hour Glass ..................

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And every hour on the hour,

people were permitted to

photograph us.

Lots of people:

all of whom were obligated

to use flash photography.

The intensity of

the flash lighting

started to melt

the building.

Then I awoke,

very relieved.

Carol, I said,

Look at those people

in that building.

That is not us

inside the hourglass.

She immediately

went back to sleep

while I boiled an egg

using a three-minute timer.

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Footnote

I DREAMT  WE WERE LIVING IN AN HOURGLASS

(and the photograph) are the copyrighted property of LCSoL.

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