Dali's Camel   There was a time I was likea camel but didn't know I would wander the desert thirsty for you. The sky was big as was my heart waiting waiting crippled but entertained blind but exhausted a flower wilted that does not know her petals fall delicately beautifully behind her. And then and then in the distance your form against the haze I saw you a mirage I thought a figement of a figment of an imagined daydream that Dali would scribble before his … [Read more...]