at 0330am i am perfectly
lucid in a squatted patch
of space among filtered
subliminal contusions.
i am entering a theor[y]
-etical mind over matter
in a grammatic pause or
a cause to speak or to be
spoken .
0335am awake i am
slipping through the
grip of reality. i am
sinking, swimming,
in this deflated water
with these wings .
i am high above the
unjust irrationality of
just sticking to the [ ]
rules. i am coming .
unglued stealing love
lies from an honest
pair of eyes just to
survive what i am
alone becoming.
unhinged at 0341[ ] am
a broken door through
which [ ] go in and out,
swinging back and forth
between (k)nightmares
and seizures of grandeur
i am a tangible sonnet
beautiful. different. new
secretly shifting through
running sentences and
manic metaphors i am a
volatile creature wringing
hands clutching fire.
0350am whispers heavy
silence is the only answer.
JANEisnotplain 1.22.11 0358am
from the dream book series
JANEisnotplain 1.22.11 0358am
from the dream book series
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