Thursday, August 09, 2007

PT: Thursday Again!


I dreamed of you going away
to Switzerland with a puppet lady
a little Swiss cottage

like something off a clock
stuffed with deer antlers
and hanging puppets

like naked bodies
one or the other of us
behind bars

some kind of zoo
I might have loved you
I said

then came the screaming man
with a crushed hand
I took a brown bag of

leftover potato chips
home to my husband's



Alan Bender said...

I like A Dillard too.

Constance said...

Very surreal. :)

pepektheassassin said...

All of my dreams are surreal!

Annie Dillard is THE BEST.

paisley said...

the things that dreams are made of... really

paris parfait said...

That was quite the surreal dream - like a Salvador Dali painting!

wendy said...

so very nice to be home again.

chiefbiscuit said...

I knew it had to be a dream! Dreams make great poetry don't they? You've turned this one into a fascinating poem.

Tammy said...

Very surreal and I must goggle Dillard. XXOO

k said...

OH yes.

On dreams and Dillard, both.

I get these wild antibiotic dreams...

Pam said...

I have always had vivid, surreal dreams, I can relate.

Thanks for the birthday greeting, Pepek!