c r o s s
c o n n e c t
m e t a -d r e a m
L A U R E N R I L E S M I T H
(from The Amnesiac Collection)
Vernacular. Pieces of the moment; pearls caught in
Your mouth. A hesitation. Words snagged in the limbs
Of trees like thin plastic bags; crows that won't stop cawing.
A motion towards the sky. Lines underneath
The surface. And you and I. Capitalization. Breath fogging
The window. A hesitation; a moment in which. Avuncular.
Like in the dream when she was scared and she was running.
I grabbed your hand; like far-off thunder
The building fell. Colonies on the moon. A sliver. She never
Stayed for that long. Ice cream and leather. You're making this up.
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