The Family of Unsharpened Pencils

by Carl Santoro

the dream:

I was rapping with


he leaned across

and using the eraser end of an unsharpened pencil,

he pressed gently an area

on my forehead

between my eyes.

He then came racing

through the woods on horseback,

and I held out my

right arm

and he swooped me up

and we rode

deep into....


 as I

woke up.

I remember, his horse said to me

"God is a wavelength.

It is just a matter of

tuning in."

Committed to memory by Sally, member four of

 The Family of Unsharpened Pencils 11.17.75

and as told to her brother Adam for inclusion in the family's upcoming

audiobook - "Following Ripples Around the Lake"