- Vol. 09
- Chapter 11
Dreaming as a silhouette of prayer
I.
dreaming is a silhouette of prayer.
amin to the day i devour
the river seeping out of night
& purify my dreams from the jaws
chanting with molars of bad news,
of regret, of anxiety, of net, of all
the tiredness trapped to my bones
i, a realm longing for a handful of light.
i, a dreamer in the body of a leopard,
pull out this poem from the veins
of the midnight clouds & baptize
each line with metaphors that will f(light)
my sleep into anything beautiful.
into everything glowing. into nothing
smeared with darkness like the face
of moonless nights.
Dreaming as a silhouette of prayer
II.
dreaming is a silhouette of prayer.
amin to the day i devour
the river seeping out of night
& purify my dreams from the jaws
chanting with molars of bad news,
of regret, of anxiety, of net, of all
the tiredness trapped to my bones
i, a realm longing for a handful of light.
i, a dreamer in the body of a leopard,
pull out this poem from the veins
of the midnight clouds & baptize
each line with metaphors that will f(light)
my sleep into anything beautiful.
into everything glowing. into nothing
smeared with darkness like the face
of moonless nights.