“The ego is not sharply separated from the id; its lower portion merges into it (…). But the repressed merges into the id as well, and is merely a part of it.”
— Sigmund Freud
I hear a loud dog bark
come
my anxious my mother
come dim the lighting!
to set the mood/
family amoebas
they followed me
in here to eye my floor show &
I don’t remember replay itself
though I thought that it would/
the hostile flickering movements
have just met some friendly ones
looking beings truly are
I have my own to follow
I have to strain to hear
my peripheral vision
it appeared as snow:
are you here again?
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Peter Bies © 2010
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