- Chell Navarro
Astral Cords
Updated: May 30, 2019

Astral Bodies
Am I in the dream
of the one starring in my dream?
Are we cross pollinating
in an astral sleep-trip?
I wish I could ask
if we’re still connected
by that silver umbilical cord—
fine as a guitar string.
Every poet needs a guitar.
Mine idles in a corner,
dust covered, untuned.
It waits to be played.
I used to know some cords.
G, D, A, & Em
You demonstrated the pentameter
scale but when you played
it was only the beginning of
the riff from 10 Years After,
I’d love to change the world
I told you that’s what I wanted
to do & I thought I could change yours.
I saw you in my dream last night
at the other end
of a corridor playing the same
song to another
red-headed girl. You can’t change
your world
till you learn some new cords.
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