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Оглавлениеdreaming tsunami
maybe she was sleeping:
a dream of fishes helixed
in spiraling schools
anemone’s veronicas
ouroboros of sea snakes
the chambered nautilus’s
slow-whorled tornadoes
(hypnosis of dust motes)
girl in the grass face down
soiled focus, brain’s green blur
lens wheezing in and out
of tiny myopias: ant, gnat,
midge, aphid, no-see-um
Nanking cherry petals’
sickened swirl / snapdragons’
red mouths pinched open
to the waking dream
from which she can’t awaken
(hypnosis of dust motes)
mosquito stuck in her ear
too scared to tell / can’t hear
above the buzzing
ambered seal of earwax
fevering one side of her face
she drowns at night
in deep cold sweat / dreams
she’s a sea monster
(hypnosis of dust motes / dead calm)
where are the fault lines
she hides along the floorboards?
what happens when she wakens
from this clam before the thorn?
