I had a dream
that I remembered from the dream
knowing that when I awoke
when I awoke I would know
to understand was the all
pain in the radiating impulses
drawing life away like October
faded into Novemrbish tatters and shreds
like the dead
unlike the facebooks
that make no difference
the light switch didn’t off anything
things that survived the dream weren’t dreampt
the pain belongs to the renter
a contract that transfers upon awakening
bones bathed in liquid oxygen, warm
pressure-sensitive skin burns and freezes
toes, ball, heels sting with sharp needles
inwardly coming out with agony
announcing the presence of hell
six days and nights of traditional pain
that won’t quit a season
as one laughs at animals’ bite
rages against the storm of the onset of light
wishing to gently fade into that good night
where the pain belongs to the real renter
who stayed behind in the dream world
like an anchor line
holding the phenomenon down
below the water
forever.
the computer mirthlessly
feels no pain.
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