#1149 - two dreams

 

1149

23.ii.23

4.54

two dreams

 

I dreamt the rain

 

in my dream another one of me

can’t speak so hard to hear

I feel this is my mother’s laundry

so by the back door

 

mention such places

but you won’t remember where you were

not really

 

the rain in that dream never fell

 

 

 

 

we are travelling with a corpse again

 

standing the lifeless upright

moving things along

 

a drag along streets

 

it’s off and on planes

not easy

stiffs are stiff

 

through the resorts

with co-conspirators

 

it’s as from time to time

up down gangplanks

trying not to look like a gang

 

an accident of course

group of us

some more less conspicuous

all complicit

we all know this corpse

 

have to ask myself

if I am playing my part

 

standing the lifeless upright

moving things along

 

there’s all sorts of appearance to maintain

a miracle no one’s noticed so far

 

ghosts are so much easier

no use-by

 

corpse won’t say a thing

 

tricky with borders, boarding passes

but you won’t see this in the dream

 

there are lewdnesses elswhere

only dreamt

you must excuse

 

of course always hoping no one will notice

 

it’s all like that in a dream

 

hello you

joining us, are you ?

voyeur of the triple mirror?

 

when we all sing

and a corpse joins in

we know we’re on the way