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[thebitterguy]

I rarely have dreams worth remembering.

But I think it would be cool to have a dream where you're sitting on the edge of your bed, watching yourself have a dream. It would be a strange and awful dream. Your dreaming self (as opposed to the dream self) would twitch and grunt and mumble and shout.

Then, your dream self would reach forward and gently wake up the dreaming self. You would ask yourself what was wrong. You'd open your eyes, and then...

You wake up.

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[left-fielder.livejournal.com]

Miserere


That phantom will float up from me
In the calm dark of the early morning.
I'll whisper to myself, breathless,
So as not to disturb my circular slumber
Or any wandering random dream.

I will then gently tell myself
A very few things I've wanted to know;
If I can recollect them, if I can
Clearly be allowed I'll say them slowly,
Repeated at need, if the need is clear.

I'll explain to myself exactly how
The razored line of consciousness
Flies so languidly from the hazy past
To the dubious future, what the exact
direction is, and how time will stop.

I'll tell myself, simply, that
Faith is a noun, hope is a verb
And love the sine qua non of all things.
I know that I know this, but I'll tell it still.
I'll explain the fallacious hatred these things inspire.

I'll tell again the things I've forgotten,
Leaching the pain from jumbled memory;
I'll say what the memories really mean,
How and why I've so often gone wrong.
I'll explain the insistent pull of tears.

Then I'll slide back down inside myself,
Carefully, slowly, and I'll listen. I'll drift
Back into dreams and listen for
That small buzzing snore she makes
To reassure herself, and me, that all is well.


Jan. 15, 2002

[pyat.livejournal.com]

Now imagine if you had a dream about having a dream about that!

Heavy.