7. I dream (a used dream). Soft-silk eyelashes shiver against each other... & in the corner of the night-wet garden of our 'once-upon-a-time' house the whole town lies inside-out and blinking against the backs of my closed eyelids. Hard as hail: still-life. I raise my arms over my head, not believing, but knowing that I lift up next to the paw-paw tree past the outside room, seeing the gutters, hovering over the back-door neighbours concrete wall and looking in- to their children's playground, sprinkled with tonight's forgotten toys. Higher, faster: all familiar (funny how we know what it looks like from the top). Higher, lower; smelling the early-morning misty warmths like swimming in a sunny-shady pool (cold-cold-warm-cold) & talking to my sister about flying from the back-garden. (she has the same dream) 8. ... from 'Dreaming' in I sleep, I dream
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