Tuesday, December 11, 2018

Poem: 'Dream-grains' by Natasa Nikolic

by Natasa Nikolic

There is a vision that plays out
inside my eyes sometimes
It starts with a wheezing,
a spray of light, after some time
I see a powder, seemingly mixing
within but never fully visible.

My imagination led me to believe
the dream element comes to me
and pushes down the top of my eyelids,
creating the illusion of movement.

Still, I have a problem with this vision
No matter how much the powder-like
substance mixes, no matter what happens,
I never get through to see the ending
This deceptively simple problem
fills me with unease and dread, even
A sense of foreboding...I wonder, at length,
how will it play out next time?

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