Monday 13 January 2014

DREAM WRONG



my eyes fall
and
its
on
the half-nod when i know the room is there
that from
a
hurtling burst of memories 
a
dream is quickly there

and
i know am
still 
awake

-

the cats a pig
pink
and giggling
and
i
smuggle him about under my dressing gown
asking him
what
the hell
is
going
on

or

i'm on a sortie in a city 
full with apocalypse floods
following a witch
past
submerged marker flags
i
planted
on
the
way in

-

the dreams merge tightly with the unreality
of
a
unslept 
bed
and i become afraid to close my eyes

and no surprise
the dream catcher has fallen off the wall

too
full

to
help
me

anymore




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