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Minutia Poetry at Paper Poetry
Dreams, Mystery, and Uncertainty
A poem about enjoying life beyond the details — don’t sweat the minutiae
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2 min readDec 30, 2024
perhaps the mind dreams
so sleep not confused with death
one reason, not the
let’s not sweat the minutiae
endless possibilities
perhaps the mind dreams
while body rests and restores
so sleep’s not boring
a dream from which I just woke —
a beautiful apartment
would you like a whiskey
yes, please
great grey granite walls and floors
very modern
almost minimalist
except for the indoor swimming pool
and the people far from minimal very interesting indeed
beautiful women
I watch a man lick one’s hand as if marking his territory
the woman sitting next to me, hair like Marilyn’s, swaying to the music
asks me as her eyes and mind penetrate mine, if I like the Grateful Dead
I do,
but this isn’t them
