Dream and the Other
Self-contradiction, sudden loss of love, smothered sparks of hope…
Sweeping momentum, no return, nor escape,
Too spell-bond to change perspective.
You cry out of the dream,
to her infant grip,
her unconscious smile,
Nothing to her name,
nothing to your name,
nothing to wealth, fame, power, lust,
or hatred, jealousy, deception, doubt,
is to last.