(dead dream(s)


By Mike O’Connell
you catch glimpses
in falling dreams
faces with fingers for eyes
grabbing bits of you
(for analysis/processing)
as you tumble by
hurtling towards underlying
endings where
dream massacres occur
bloodless bifurcation of
bodies burned elsewhere
seasoned with fear
rustled in a bunch
packaged labels fleet
you are dream dead
before you even hit the ground


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