Dream Poem

              Why    dark. liquid dreams,     —in skulls padded with            Brain Pillows!

   films glinting, -murky-  like the   wet-concrete Rainbows

-REM, radio sky    flickering   silent-stained

Voices tumbling, -mythical, like waves  … off the walls

and the    faded, pastel  Sun blinks with sPasTic  -eyelid

         People: smilingfrowning  —faceless, rolling like fog Over the Earth

Jaws and Eyes :           these the white Ocean Crests tumbling…

smiling, frowning

      Why   the Sleeping Deity, turning in bed-

Why   nocturnal ocean with         moonlight epidermis

               and trees that –stand awkward, like    adolescent Goliath –paralyzed in time, sunlit

               or scarecrows grinning with   straw-stuffed esophogas

  acrylic skies drip-ping free     ¡plop!     running –earth

Cubist. Individuals ambling,  sparks of memory singing,   “Remember me?”

-and you’re     ridiculed with singeing  blushes

       ashamed by   skies heavy   throbbing –disgusted!

    exhalted on cloudy-staircases,  loved on whispery   linen sheet

            FEARFUL with   gasping  arteries        -icy terror streaming.screaming

 ooh seized by surging lust  -pounding  in snoozing animal glands.  threatening ejaculation!

              there’s grief or  fear wracking your   smoky skeleton,  transparent

               so the ground screams for   You,  moaning terrible! unbearable!

Below your feet,swimming

       Why nightmares,   phantom closet-dwellers    -parasitic nightly hauntings

            Why terrifying! labyrinth-castles,  with      coiling,catacomb  -lungs

    where the walls..  wheeze with       bacterial breath

and  souls  bellow  -in agony… in  forsaken   -architectural organs

Why  world!      ripe with sunset warmth—

      with intimate,songs   hot on your neck

           and happiness… that launches you to flowing,white    Cumulus streets

     with bare feet lapping Parisian concrete

and smiles that   descend  like,     Solar Storms

or Mothers or Loves   singing  lullabies, soft

     Why dreams,with,wind   that licks your face  as you        ..soar among the Stars

Why nightmares with  vicious,   alter-egos  swinging Axes!  licking salt off their lips-

          or kingdoms in the ,trees!    moon-bound suburbia

       celestial monsoons tearing/ beasts roaring- mythical howls/  Godly fingers, absent

In your –Brain Pillows!           nocturnal melodies,  these Things we call Dreams..