Saturday, February 4, 2012

Dictionary of Dreams

I dream in color,/ but it is always at night and
Settings. A room piled/ are aware, alert.
Left behind by others,/ their prey, waiting
Night, empty classrooms/ --I feel it and am afraid.

To dream of ticks/ burning in and out of
Is a sign of mental illness/ high with dirty clothes
Mashing a tick into/ an open field at
Becomes and annoyance/ stretching for miles.

Jealousy in waking life/ crawling on your flesh
By an unexpected/ and terrible things to come.
Are reverse in role,/ your skin, the bloodstain
Take this as a warning,/ treacherous enemy.

Light changes,/ is reflected in sleep
The world, neighborhood/ bond from the part, friends
Someone is hiding,/ are now jealous of you.
To attack, abduct,/ beware of new enemies.

I dream in color, but it is always at night and
Is a sign of mental illness high with dirty clothes
Are reverse in role, your skin, the bloodstain
To attack, abduct, beware of new enemies.

Magpie

In medical terms,/ but a texture that breaks,
Non-nutrituve/ tongue, continues to tear
Dirt or flour, paperclips,/ blood crunching with bits
In rare cases, a taste/ ends never digest well.

Magpie, the white-/ pica is an appetite for
The crow, lends its/ substances. One might crave
A scavenger, it will eat/ ice--even rocks.
Able to recognize its/ for bodily fluids develops.

Pregnant women,/ breasted, fat relative to
Habits, often desire/ name to the disorder.
Hot sauce on ice/ anything and is one of few
The magpie, will not/ own image in a mirror.

Glass has no taste,/ known for bizarre eating
Tears into gums,/ some strange combination--
Down one's throat./ Cubes of ice, unlike
of teeth, broken/ eat its own young.

In medical terms, but a texture that breaks,
The crow, lends its substances. One might crave
Hot sauce on ice anything is one of few
of teeth, broken, eat its own young.

Wednesday, February 1, 2012