“The naive judgment of the dreamer on waking assumes that the dream – even if it does not come from another world – has at all events transported the dreamer into another world.” The Interpretation of Dreams ~By Sigmund Freud
You tried to take away my wish fulfillment. You dissected it bit by bit until it became broken into pieces of quantitative analysis, sterile bits of soul laid bare upon your theoretical frameworks.
I allowed you to strip me, leaving my subconscious naked, the entire time believing in your precepts, trusting in your self-professed science, becoming a hypothetical experiment.
How could you have known anything of my candy colored absurdities, my twilight bathed inspirations, my laurel hopes, my Amazon desires? You did not speak my dream language. Your muteness sliced my emotions with surgical precision.
If only you had cared to know something of my autumnal eyes, my emerald amulet, my perpetual shores, my beating waves, my cerulean depths. You did not feel my swells. Your resolute bias steeled cool.
washing over me
and flooding my being a
welcomed liquid embrace
a cocoon enveloping my
eyes nose ears a blurring of
senses floating me crosscurrent
from the estuary to that spot of
freckled sunlight glinting off
limpid waters where leafy canopies
in mirrored reflections tease rippling
the place where You I first sprung
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i flow in gold rivulets alike a slowly setting sun, skin tingling, lost in blistering air of the never tomorrows and never agains. we gulp it down, unwillingly, laughing, saline waters still trapped in alveoli aftertaste of sea spray on the lips and i remember all that you were and all that you weren’t.