25. dreamword
there was | a word
in it | a word for the sense of having had found something lost a long while
there was a | thought
to it | a meaning made real because it could be spoken
there | was in place of
the thing meant | yet
crystalline | as if
made more real | alight
bearing brightness toward | a place
a form of movement | the labored thinking
of a person asleep | the way sleep binds
the sleeper to the dream | tenacious
as if held by all one’s fingers | a drawing-out
as a leech to a vein | a story carried beyond
its finish | the dull sound of water
dropping | onto hollowed wood
only the urge to remember | remains
of dream | a simulacrum of knowing
a cold unknowing | to leave a person
with the aura | not the substance and hulking depth of the dream
in the end | there is
the sense of | falling through infinite space there is no bottom to
there is | the fear
without the horror | the sense of
being alive through the progress | of a mind making the
imaginary | place where no
word can live | for but a second | just a second
enough time | to imagine the dream
as story instead of word | body
instead of | heard
the whole thing | mirrors folded into mirrors
ruptures | leaving a void inside the body
big enough | to hold doubt | but
too small for memory | the word tied
to dream so tight | because word is the mirage
of sleep | the undulating erasures
of that one moment | deep inside
the unitary | separated | self | the dreamer
who shall not wake | for
waking | will leave them only with today
as a child | they are taught
the word for apple | is apple
word for table is | table
the word for hunger is | crying
these are simple to remember | if
you have the time | otherwise
the word corrodes | transforms
tell you how | it is some other thing
of other meaning | the carrier of
a thought you’ve yet | to think
burden heavy | as memory
slippery as will | an afront to
the reason | the word had
a sense | or has senses
sight | taste | smell | it has a
sound | about it | and a
touch | of something out of
reach | but just barely
in the sense of a thought | gloriously imagined
then a thought | no amount of memory can return to its seat in your mind
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