“but there is no way to correct a dream”
–Lyn Hijinian
he wakes
aware
of having dreamed
he longs
to tell
someone near
words thicken
the edge
of the dream
he whispers
look there’s
nothing there
waving his hand
he flicks dust
from the air
he collects
himself
from this dream
pulls warmth
from nonexistent
fire
a miser
of his own
mendacities
(August 2012)
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