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| I dreamt, of all places, On TV, my friend Who had the reputation and taste For travel to strange lands, Leaning back upon a tree, Smoking a cigarette Within the thin walls Of an Oriental camp. I peered out the window Of the decrepid old house, And, behind some trees, The captain said, "The planet's setting sail! We're going to Japan!" The planet's setting sail? But you can't do that! And the ocean, it spanned Out to the horizon As orbs of red Shot out beyond it. We entered a cavern Where the stage was set, Portraying wild children Heaving rocks over our heads! And looming over all Was the planet great and red; Its face was a swirl As continents were bred, Rotating slowly, So calm on its axis-- The emperor's dream, Planet Japan! And the sea was blue, But the sky was red And all this confusion Converged in my head. Then I awoke. Then I wept On the Day of Convergence. Oh, look at me now! I'm sailing away! I just need a cure For my aches and pains. In one-nine-eight-seven We were wasting away. Embrace the sweet future, it's been a long wait! |
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