Poem 1984 (1)

In the sleeping eye

 

I sank through a burning dream
strange bodies murmuring
their outlines on fire

While in imaginary branches
black shapes began to breathe
when leaves became bats

Cloudy as fears
such creatures live where
sleep laps against vision’s shore

Molten shoals
light-drowned
touched in an eyelid’s ocean

I tried to reach landfall
beyond swimming uncertainties
of form.

 

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