Dream Fragments

Marilyn Buck

                       [This poem is read by Marilyn BuckMP3 of this poem]

I don’t remember my dreams
fragments swirl and disappear
I’m mired in nightmares
the national security state
keeps files on the imagination
dreams go underground
seek subterranean beds
water beneath iron-streaked stone

                                                                                        November 2002

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