DREAM TEARS

I wrote this poem a couple of years back for my friend Lauren a very talented painter...

DREAM TEARS

for lauren l. tallon

You told me once

that you cry in your dreams,

sad troubling sorrow

not understood

And so I wondered…

What If you, in some other time,

came into my dreams

looking for words or thoughts

to contain  your overwhelming absence,

what would your explanation be

to this unannounced visit?

finding in my sloppy whirling nocturnal-world

black and white colors,

no decoder to break verbal minutia,

Would I welcome you nervously?

fidgeting along floating cityscapes

half-opened eyes, taking in sleep

 above grey-orange clouds,

Would you try to clip on a phrase or image

to take back to your dreams, your rest?

rebuilding new urban distances?

In this fogged up dream besides a dream

raindrops deconstruct hour by hour

tear by tear, echo by echo,

all around the past disappears.

If you came into my dreams

I would redress wonder in a more fitting

otherness,  writing lazy

night memoirs of your name,

to impress a memory on spectral paths,

If ever you came into my dreams

I would save all my hellos and smiles

forget the word goodbye…

wipe all the dream tears from your sleep