Daily Archives: April 1, 2011

Erosion of Dreams

Threads that tangle into crumpled sheets
jerk lightly at hollows grown sheer as a sigh,
spin quick sparks, shred and break, melt like sweets.

There is a sense of being lost on streets
once familiar, now Dali-esque, awry.
Threads that tangle into crumpled sheets

scurry like insect legs over shivering feet.
The confused heart twists, slurs, bends, denies,
stutters sparks that shred, break, and melt like sweets.

Uncertain of the rhythm it should beat,
it dissolves with heat into slow pliant
threads that tangle into crumpled sheets.

Astrocytes shiver with sugar, replete;
dendritic touches, delicate and sly,
spin quick sparks, shred and break, melt like sweets

or rise into steam (bubbling offbeat),
or curl into hollows and gaps, still shy.
Threads that tangle into crumpled sheets
spin quick sparks, shred and break, melt like sweets.

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