- Vol. 05
- Chapter 05
AUTOMATONFingers in a trap, pinched in an act
paralysed in the attempt to reach
a dream. Could it have landed
that flying saucer, the fairy fantasy?
Unbelief can’t take the place
of dopamine or adrenalin or wild
imagining – pain will penetrate
any minute now...how could I be
so gullible so desperate so dumb?
I never heard the chattering of teeth
the words slipping between friends
lips syncing, lying smoothly in bed
together. Do these words belong
in our world – in love we trust?
Aren’t they just a dream, a flick
in time sewn into a beating heart?