I dream of you now,
What's that mean?
Is this the dead-end wall that can’t be seen,
Until
Impact the sudden turn with no brakes to lessen the head on collision.
The six-car pileup with your final gasps from the respirator at the local hospital
The end without a beginning.
I sleep in the kaleidoscope of dreams
Blindly walking down the rabbit hole of infinite tomorrows
Caught staring at sandcastles built on air,
Only to watch them be swept away
With reality’s passing thought.
Your mind has sharp edges
A rubrics cube wrapped in barbed wire;
I would leave my hands to bleed
To glimpse what lies beneath.
A box wraps my chest when you come near
Filling my lungs with molasses
Leaving me gasping for air and
Grabbing at another’s words to
Fill the empty spaces that stand between us.
A dove with a lioness lurking under the surface;
Honey and vinegar on the tongue,
You’re the meal that leaves you starving for more
When the last bite is consumed.
Would I beat my fists raw;
Do I chase wild cats into the darkness,
Is their a you beyond my own shadow puppets or
Would you dissipate with the mist of the morning light.
I would offer what's left,
Pry it free with my fingertips and
Drop it at your feet.
I have switched running from ghosts
To chasing phantoms,
Forever wandering on M. C. Escher’s stairs.
