that night
my teeth
came loose
in their sockets
that night
after the terror
my teeth
came loose in their sockets
that night
i sat
with a stranger
drinking tea
until dawn
in the brightly lit kitchen
of hell
we hid behind
cynical
ragged
raging
jokes
to lighten the load
‘my teeth
have come loose
in their sockets’
i told her
‘stress can do that’
she said
the next day
they had tightened again
and i was ready to bite
rainbow
high arching
rain on eyelashes
wind
whipping leaves
in a loop
blackbird
flies upward
singing the sky
puddle
reflects me
shimmers and shivers
you
a stranger
do not smile
rain
for you
obscured the sun
sitting alone here, in my room, lost in my thoughts,
sifting ideas, drifting in dreams
but stop!
was that a sound I heard outside?
is something sneaking about in the night?
i hear my heart beating loud in my ears
ba-boom ba-boom ba-boom ba-boom
i had a nightmare about this once
people were climbing the garden wall
they were hooded, and secret and carried long knives
i barred up my windows and locked up my doors
i fought then with fury
i beat them off
ba-ba-boom ba-ba-boom ba-ba-boom ba-ba-boom
waiting, listening the time passes slowly,
my ears are alive to the sounds of the night
i turn off the light and look from the window
a thief in the darkness rummages about
then delight
i see there’s no danger
it’s only a stranger astray in these parts
a beautiful, nervously watchful
red fox
stepping from an office
(for that ‘illegal’ cigarette)
in my shelter by the bank,
i saw a stranger, singing in the rain
followed by another man
gold from head to foot
i may never see their like again
i saw a crowd of people
follow them, all in funny hats
smiling and laughing
the bells rang on their ankles
the bells rang in the steeple
and the traffic had to slow
where they were going
i may never know
they must be tourists
in this magnolia painted town
where no one ever smiles
i remember summers
and places long ago
when we all did this,
a part of daily life,
and children danced with us
lit by torches, late into the night
life was a festival
before we all forgot to smile
is this a revolution?
where do i sign up?
on a summer street
we exchanged a glance
turning back some paces on
i saw you look my way again
passing by
moving on
no words spoken
no knowledge gained
moving islands in a stream
a moment fixed in a gaze
if we had met
what might have been?
i don’t know you
you don’t know me
all that it was
it was meant to be
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I had a dream I didn’t know you,
I’d forgotten all about you,
So it seemed very strange to me
When you took me home
I was startled by what I found.
Stranger still was the way I knew
Where all your things should be,
You had moved some around.
It made no sense to me.
I knew how you felt
And what you thought
And all that we talked about.
Pre-destined, anticipated
As if it had all been scripted
My responses were all defined.
I didn’t know why I spoke.
It all seemed oddly fated and timed
I couldn’t help wondering if we’d met
Or was I so insightful?
I knew I had dreamed it all before
Then woke to find I was dreaming.
Life is lucid dreaming
Where all can be as it seems.
We can make it so.
Dream upon dream
Always dreaming
Always eternal dreams.
How much do we ever choose
The way our lives will go?
The Dreaming Path 