Die In Your Dream
1
flying insects tackling each other in the name of
sight. it's okay, as long as they see what's going on,
that makes it right, makes it worth it. tiny iron
bodies crash into the electric light bulb, crash &
bounce, crash & bounce, crash & fall.
2
clocks are against the living. time continues ticking
as a way to torture us to death. its hands wrap around
my neck & rip me from night into day, day into night.
life with this structure knows nothing more than to
follow. the earth is a revolving clock.
3
the baby is the bright shock of flame, the very moment
the candle becomes lit. progression, destruction,
abandonment- the candle is burning. (staring at the sun
causes blindness.) stare into your own flame, frenzy the
body of the fire with your breath, cause your own
death.
4
"i heard that if you die in your dream then automatically it
comes true, & you don't wake up."
i'd like to consider the source.
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