this train becomes worm
..............................become arm reaching white
skinny through warm
.............................skyline through
window
all feathers, glitter flying in its
............................................................(wake)
become sparks [reflection] —disturbance
it looks back sudden
angry/thrusting/prognathous/overbite
............wolf headed
west where wild winds whistle
whine, the moment of getting
(a sin to put on
animal skins and the heads of beasts)
it tears through the pages
the shimmer
......................we wake from
breath wet upon
fingers (we bite)
we flurry in time (mirrors) (pond)
(silver copper orange)
lead barium antimony
—forensics of dream (shift)
recoil
drop weapon (years ago) in.the rain
.........murder is a dazzling
.............................light
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(Published in Dogzplot Jan 2008)
U hit this one well Steve.
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JR
I keep coming back to read this - I love the rhythm and sound of it. I'm still puzzling over what it means though . . .
ReplyDeleteThanks for commenting, folks. I guess it's about how dream images mutate--this becomes this becomes this--and where they can end up. The image suddenly becomes live and the poem becomes about possession. That's the idea anyway. You're observing these images morphing, and one suddenly looks back at you consciously. Kind of a schizophrenic state or something. That was sort of the intention anyway.
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