Notions

I have notions that all this is not there
With the sun and the clouds and the sky
Falling in the sea, in their fit of laughing
The wind sporadic from the mountains.
Mountains are not there in the horizon
The horizon is a notion from our dreams
Embedded in old mountains not there.
Notions are not there when bodies gone.

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