girl curled, cold feet tucked
tight behind swollen knees
at night, ghosts climb attic stairs,
scratching in dusk corners, searching
for seeping orange sun, early morning
loneliness isn’t for the weak
minded, she don’t know herself
sometimes and forgets
to lock the front door,
never to come back in
this life, these spaces, this time
she will be stronger
bite the nail, hide the tear,
forget the thought
processes that seem abnormal,
lost in ideas, she forgets
her realities, briefly while
dreams pulse and ghosts sleep
1 comment:
The reality of dreams?
Acknowledgment that dream exist, are real?
The reality of oxymorons?
The realities in the poem are evocative and become possible as they occur --even if not possible elsewhere
though he suggestions here interact with and extend the palette of plausibility I use in assessments,
from now on allowing for seeping of the sun, and the configurations of sun possible and plausible once seeing has been enabled for sun.
The seeping here seems like the interaction that would occur in the system of the text poam if this system is to be relatively stable,
a state of being that seems likely since ghosts frame the piece; what happens occurs between ghosts
who are somewhat limited in how they can behave if they are to control the system by forming its boundaries
even those the ghosts sleep at the end, a sleep defined as brief, carrying therefore disruption of sleep, the activation again of ghosts
--indeed, in configuring what the sleep of ghosts could be like, it isn't necessary to configure it like the sleep of non-ghost humans,
and the pulsing dreams could be dreams of ghosts, those those ghosts cold be more configurable by the dreamer than ghosts outside of the reamer's dreamed realities
which, however, may not belong to the dreamer, since the dreams are not described as hers;
the dreams do not necessarily belong to her
and could belong to the ghosts who are sleeping, a primary vehicle for the freams on non-ghosts, but necessarily for the dreams og ghosts if ghosts dream,
the pulsing of these dreams curious for ghosts who are often configured as pulse-less
--much to ponder!
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