GASTR DEL SOL / TONY CONRAD - THE JAPANESE ROOM AT LA PAGODE

I had a dream

that I shared a space

with every living thing.

Huge and waiting in the even light,

there stood a wall covered with windows and doors
variously labeled with animal spoors and marked with names.

As soon as I focused it clearly,

each ancient door mysteriously became open,
and a sound current flowed out all over the infinite plain.

Other doors opened from time to time,

reverberating the sound everywhere,

but differently.

And then suddenly there was nothing alive,

but nothing had changed,

and when I had returned, the sound was still there.