Today… black out poetry… I have never done this before… The piece is called “house dream” -it’s from jungs house dream…
I was in a house I did not know.
I found myself in the walls,
On the walls, precious old paintings.
This should be my house.
Descending the stairs,
The furnishings were mediaeval,
One room to another.
A heavy door beyond.
A stone stairway,
Leading down to the depths,
Scattered bones and broken pottery.
Two human skulls,
Then I awoke.