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without sleep i dream of pressing a body hard against a wall bathed in pattern and light, the color of butter from normandy. the wall stable but chandeliers shake, furnishings rattle, frames and crosses sway on taut, thin wires. my heart stable like the wall, separating inside from outside, protecting the wires and nerves, the murmuring pipes and arteries and veins, the framing and bones. there is a whole other body among the chambers of my heart, pacing uncertain and wet with supple anguish. without sleep i dream of pressing that body against and through the walls of my heart, a hand in the ventricle, a tongue in the atrium, back of neck and base of head pressing. harder, no, harder still, i mean actually harder, seven out of ten on against the mural on the endocardium. the wall stable like my heart: alive with enough pulse and flex, obscuring the bodies and hearts within, pumping burgundy, staining blackberry, les mûres mûrs, spilling puce, a tea-rose uncertainty. without sleep i dream of the wall pressing back, enveloping my heart and the heart in the body, housing we two in its own four chambers, oxygenating and enrobing the bodies, mine, yours, in vermillion, in tyrian, the color of royalties, o, murex. i dream of the body pressing back, contusing, straining the harvest, yielding broken fruit, quashing unexpected wanting. without sleep i dream there is no room for absence here, only bowls of ripe blackberries, only space to press flesh to bramble, to snag skin on thorn, to hook that body, your body, any body, no body, no, your body, onto the wall for a while. to put a soul out to pasture, to have a heart earn its stripes, to be flailed with the canes, to leave the torus among the drupelets, to keep an obelisk inside the heart, to promise the stem inside the berry, no, no stem, just a placeholder. without sleep, i dream, i dream of a four chambered apartment, a blood-red wall, a purple tapestry, of nailheads and rivets being and in the hands of the experienced forager, of two occupants wildcrafting one another, of two dreamers, dreaming, with sleep, without sleep, with still bodies and stiller walls.
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note: work in progress lastmod: 2024-04-09
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