I dreamt I was a tiger
I prowled about and saw myself
Reflected in a stream
I hunted myself along the bank
And how my hunger grew
To be that rippling other.
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Author:
Jabberwocky (
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Comments5
Very short, but deep indeed.
A profound little piece, Jabber! I thoroughly enjoyed it,
Oooh...nice. Provocative short.
mysteirous
Interesting , you are already something else/other in a dream and that other then in turn wants to be other than itself. Provoking.
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