“Nightmare”

Nightmare: operatic note like a scream;
one word scrawled on walls
and in hands, underneath the skin.

I can hear your voice: there is a lady
in red; she lives in the museum
beside a painted mirror.

(We live underwater,
where everything singes
as it should.)

One note, like a scream.

11/08/09

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