–“We accept the hallucination in perfectly good faith.” Freud, The Interpretation of Dreams
hypnotic jerks [ ] sleep spindles [ ]
brick metal cement and that sm00th face of his
parts of him: head flung back [smile-less] backwards hat blue jeans b00ts
impenetrable
light-splashed cafeteria walls [bleach] milk cartons tater tots orange peels
a fl00d of redwhite&bluebl00ded voices slam of lockers
the temperature change from the chockablock hallway to the
vacuous chorus wing obscured corners of the auditorium
[leatherjacketblack] even during the day
that gold heat of stage lights coming down on vanilla skin
as we sing
and there you are—
[the one I love]—hurry, away the heavy d00rs—t00 heavy—appleredblush
the rush of damp air tossing hair and dress: muddy dandelions emerald grass
hot rain on the f00tball field pale sunrayed pines heavy-hearted [˂I feel you]
behind me at the window p-u-l-s-a-t-i-n-g like a wild dog
in a cage
the lucid helplessness of time past the awareness of being in a dream it’s nothing
just waking amnesia neurons [ ] brain waves [ ] digital rhythms
microclocks providence it’s just the Ʃ
[ of ∞ desire]
Jenn Powers is a writer and visual artist from New England. Her most recent work is published or forthcoming in Hayden’s Ferry Review, The Pinch, Jabberwock Review, Mud Season Review, Into the Void and Calyx, among others. Please visit www.jennpowers.com.
Copyright 2018, Jenn Powers