45*21

for 9/18/10

I remembered his face
it was yellow with broad orange streaks
He couldn't watch silent movies
without passing into deep sleep
Then flip another card over
there is just enough time to know what time is
So then you disappear
and maybe reappear as a self without recognition
Now it is time to dream
and fall into low bed
The cat will come and say hello
but you can not stop it from purring
It will soon be time to wake
from many levels of dream
Each one you feel like you've woken from
but this time you can't wake
You got stuck between two dreams
a piece of dust on the vinyl
It is difficult to speak
and the words are not your own
You are stuck between dreams
that are laces in the patterns of forever