Signals
Dreamed 2009/11/5 by Patagia
In the dream
Toshi and I talk of how a poem begins Signals
Lift a pen,
A copper sculpture
like a shifty question:
strong enough to quell anthrax
It caused an allergic jolt
Pain stung,
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Follow the faint sketch
Of dream Feel it curve in space In a daze
Vibration of a slammed door
worn to aid sleep
just a old home's yawn and stretch
Sip black tea, begin to recall
a yawning librarian
She shrugs,
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Befriended
by a grad student stretching, belching in his musty carrel He brings a ready-made
With a "See, I told you"
Wake. Find myself
over recycled paper
thoughts:
The poem presses on and on
Patagia,
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