Accordian
A new talent? Accordian!
Brendan, brother plus fiancee,
all are impressed. And so we sing!
“Whistling in the Dark,” plus me.
(Rachel’s dream the night of 2/26)
Son
There’s smoke in here. The lights are dim.
A black table. Four chairs that squeak.
“But who would think of stopping him?”
“Well, me. I am his son.” And no one speaks.
-Sean’s dream, the afternoon of 2/18
Sly
There’s little I can think of, now.
It’s clear that I was not alone.
We’re at this concert, here, somehow -
it’s Sly and the Family Stone.
-Sean’s dream the night of 2/15
Arms
Sunken eyed girl. Spare arm that sprouts
from back. We sing. Closed eyes. Sudden
vomit is in my hair. They shout.
Emergency lab shower, then.
(Rachel’s dream the night of 2/13)
Nines
I dreamed I spent my life in math.
A line of 9s, unique, each one,
and I found them. The aftermath:
awards galore for nature’s son.
(Rachel’s dream the night of 2/2)
Crying
Before tonight’s blunt sleep began
I saw you crying in your room.
It’s in my dreams (please understand) -
that’s where I weep in front of you.
(Sean’s dream the night of 2/8)
Blueberry Joe
With Karl and a cup’a blueberry joe.
His cigarette smells like a clove.
Sarah Lawrence’s first snow.
The college kids come out in droves.
(Rachel’s dream the night of 2/3)
Bay Breezes
I’ve dreamt of sacrifice and doom:
The flaming calf. My limp body
held up by Matt’s from room to room.
Bay Breezes make me quite tipsy.
(Rachel’s dream the night of 2/2)
Endtimes
He’ll send me to a youthful grave;
my soul and body, he to rend.
How sad! I run from this rough knave
when world whole is at its end.
(Sean’s dream the night of 2/2)
Tattoo
A calf, a horoscope, in flames,
tattooed upon my lonely neck.
I hide it with my hair, ashamed,
while mom and I converse of dreck.
(Rachel’s dream the night of 2/2)
